Passion

Chapter 49

Misty

Waking up in August's embrace, I sighed. This was an every night thing and when I tried to get out, he would just hold me tighter.

"Aug, can you let me go please?"

"Nope." He mumbled in his sleep.

"Well fine then. I'll just go right here." I took a deep breath.

"Get our of my bed." He slightly pushed me.

"I thought so."

Shoving him before getting out of bed, I went to the bathroom and used it, followed by my regular morning routine. Coming back into the bedroom, Aug laid there on his belly still sleeping.

"What tha fuck are you doing?"

Climbing onto his back, he turned his head and sighed.

"Get off Misty."

"No."

Lightly bouncing up and down, he tried hitting me off but it didn't work.

"Misty stop it!"

Mischievously grinning, I leaned forward and bit his ear.

"Jeez Misty." He exclaimed as I laughed.

"Why are you abusing me on Christmas morning woman?"

Rolling over on purpose, he was now on top of me.

"Babe your squezing me."

"Like you was with me just now?"

"Aug come on. Get up."

"Nope. You wanted to play well let's play."

Soon after he said that, he began to tickle me. I was laughing so hard as I squirmed below him, I began to lose my breath.

"Babe, wait!" I laughed.

"Nope." He laughed as well.

"Aug I can't breath!" I laughed.

Feeling my face becoming flush, he stopped when he saw how red it had gotten.

"Morning baybeh." He kissed me. "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas to you too Puffin." I exhaled and smiled.

Sitting up on his side of the bed, I knew he was saying a prayer. Followed by a stretch, I smiled as he got up.

"All that damn hair." He brushed it out of my face. "Imagine our children with hair like ours." He laughed.

"Thats going to be so stressful." I chuckled.

"Nah it will be manageble and no chemicals."

"None? Even if she wants it?"

"Nope. Cha would handle it."

Laying in bed quietly, I observed his movements. I loved just watching him move around or even the expressions on his face. They just made me smile.

"I wondered if anyone else is up?"

"Probably Kay's lah ass. She be the first to wake up on Christmas but ya can't get her up early on any other day."

When he said that, the door knob began to make noise which was followed by constant knocking.

"Bet you its her." He shook his head. "Who that?"

"Me!" She yelled.

"Me who?"

"Uncle Aug." She whined

"Lah girl, go back and lay down."

"But it's Christmas."