Chapter 88 Bronson
It’s Christmas day, a day for celebrating, a day for joy and blessings, but a day I would normally spend behind my desk at work while I watched the semi empty streets of New York go about their holiday routine.
But this Christmas is different, and as I turn and my eyes land on Nikki’s naked body, the blanket riding low below her hip, I reflect on why. Nikki being in my life has changed it for the batter and although last night was one of the hardest nights of my life, I know I wouldn’t have made it without her beside me.
Last night was difficult. To hear my father, mutter the words that have scared me since I was a child and learned just how devastating childhood cancer could truly be. Clara was in the hospital and she was there because her cancer was not only back, it was fighting her with everything it had.
I can recall her feeling weaker later in the evening on Christmas Eve, but I chalked it up to the normality of having cancer for the third time in her short life.
It wasn’t fair, and I would trade placed with her in a heartbeat, but I couldn’t let her be the one to carry me through this. She was brought back in my life for a reason and I knew it was because I hated who I truly was. Nikki showed me that I don’t have to be what my grandfather turned me into, and I planned on showing her today just how much she has come to meant to me.
“You look like a stalker.” She mumbles as her eyes open and spot me starring at her. I chuckle, loving the foreign way it still feels vibrating through my chest. Since she has come into my life, I find myself smiling more, laughing more than I ever have. Last night, I had wanted to go and see my sister, but she had told us that she didn’t want visitors. I knew she needed to come to grips with her illness on her own and promised that I would come in tomorrow to see her, whether she liked it or not.
But today meant something else entirely.
“Only for you.” I state and watch as she smiles slightly then tries to hide it under the blanket. I pull it back and lean in to kiss her, loving the way her skin warms beneath my lips. Having Nikki naked beside me all night has me wanting her again, but first I want her to open her gifts.
“What time is it?”
“Nearly eight.”
“Already?”
I nod my head then tilt it and stare harder at her, almost waiting for the moment I wake from this dream of her. “Merry Christmas Nikki.”
She startles, sits up, bringing the blanket with her and looks around the room. “Christmas.” She whispers, looking lost in thought, so much so, though that I find myself sitting back and taking her in. “Bronson, this is the first Christmas that I have celebrated since I was eleven years old.”
I can see the tears in her eyes as they travel down her cheeks. Placing my hand down atop hers, I lean in and kiss her lips. “And that is exactly why we need to celebrate today the correct way. I can’t tell you the last time I enjoyed a Christmas, but today starts a new journey for us.”
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