Chapter 12

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Perfect time to get sick I thought. I feel like hell just made a stop on its way to its evil convention. Why did I have to get sick, huh especially when I was having such a good time. I guess destiny didn't want me to be happy.

Nikki stop being so dramatic its not like its the end of the world I scolded myself. Thats when the door bell rang.
Do people find pleasure in torturing me? Because making a sick lady stand up is very mean. Their goes dramatic Nikki again.

I wrapped a quilt around myself and shuffled towards the door, ready to kill the person on the other side. You wouldn't of guessed who was on the other side. Come on guess. If you guessed Lucas. Ding ding we got a winner over here. I was about to close the door in his face when I saw him holding a paper brown bag full of food.

Food is always welcome in this house hold especially when I'm feeling lazy like today.

"Come in, come in leave the bag and then leave." I said bluntly.

"What did I ever do to you to receive this treatment?" he said.

"What did you do? What did you do?! Oh nothing except calling me crazy cat lady when I don't even have cats." I huffed.

"You still haven't gotten over that."

"No." I said pushing him towards the door. How much does he weigh he hasn't moved an inch.

"Princess stop pushing me your only waisting your energy."

Can't he just leave the food and leave. It isn't that hard to do.

"Princess if I go, the food goes."

If he goes it'll be a dream come true but the food will be gone too. Nikki you are a cook/chef/ baker you can cook. I told myself. But I don't want too I don't feel like cooking but I'm hungry. What to do.

"Fine you can stay only until I finish the food you brought."

"Good enough for me." Lucas told me.

So thats how I found myself sitting across from my sexy Greek god eating some delicious Chinese food he brought.

I never expected to be sick on Christmas Eve and have Lucas in my house eating Chinese food.

"Pass the sweet sauce amore mio."

"Get it yourself. I am not your maid."

"Amore Fiesty mi piace." He said in his husky voice.

I ignored him and continued eating,

Theres a lot of different types of sick people. There are the people who can't keep anythimg down or the ones who have no apetite. On the other hand, I am the kind who can still eat but my throat hurts. My nose is runny and red as rudolph the red nosed reindeer. Basically I look like crap and feel like one too.

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I left him in the kitchen to clean up with out a word and went into the living room. Hmmmh lets see a Christmas Special. The Grinch? Nah. The Nightmare before Christmas? Maybe. Golden Christmas. Yes, but which one. Theres the first one where the widow and her child fall in love with her childhood bestfriend who is also a widow or the one where they are in Florida and the girl has the three cute golden retriever puppies. Or the third one. Where the hot marine guy and the lady with her puppy.

Hard choice. Who am I kidding the third one is the one. Hot guy with cute eyes.

I could show you incredible things.....

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