Holiday Spice & Everything Nice

by Conn, Claudy

  Apparently the bitch had wanted to be a ‘rock star’. Her family had the money and the power to launch her, but when she got pregnant they withdrew their support for her career and she had to marry Wade’s father.

  She told me all this while Wade squirmed beside me and drank more than I usually saw him drink. His limit had always been two—three, tops—glasses of wine.

  When last I’d looked, he was on his second bottle, not glass, and as his mother was a recovering alcoholic and I was still sipping my first glass, I knew he was not enjoying himself.

  I got up after dessert was served by her live-in maid (who should, I thought, have been awarded a gold medal in tongue-biting and patience) and said, “Well, this has been … a very different Christmas Eve. Thank you for your hospitality. I am afraid we have to go.”

  She looked surprised.

  She had never seen a woman with Wade, let alone a woman, or I suppose even a male friend, willing to take the reins. I was in protective mode.

  I turned to Wade and said, “Ready?”

  He was slightly buzzed, but he grinned from ear to ear and said, “Anytime, anywhere … always for you.”

  His mother’s jaw dropped.

  I gave her a look and said, “You know, Mrs. Devon, you have the brightest star any woman could have ever reached for … time to take stock.”

  With that, I took his hand, and we marched right out of her swanky Park Avenue Condo.

  In the elevator, Wade looked at me and started to chuckle. That chuckle turned into an outright laugh and now that, calmed down a bit, I realized what I had just done, I joined in, partly from release and partly from ‘like I can’t believe I just did that’.

  We laughed all the way home. His home, no longer mine. He had expanded it, redistributed the rooms, enlarged the master bedroom into a suite, and I liked it. I liked it a lot.

  I suddenly remembered what I wanted to give him for Christmas and hurried to where I had stashed it earlier that week. I produced it and shoved it at him wrapped in a wide red ribbon.

  He looked at me with disbelief. “But you love this … this is Spike.”

  “I want you to have it … a remembrance of me and our time together.”

  “I don’t need anything to remember you by, Charlie,” he whispered and carried me up the stairs.

  In that suite, he removed his jacket and shirt, and I ran my hand up his hard, defined chest. He took my hands, kissed my fingers, and said as he had been saying since the Sother’s event, “Mine.”

  I ran my hand down his chest, opened his silky pants, and found my way to his erection. “Mine,” I said.

  He growled, “Show me.”

  And I did.

  * * *

  It was six in the morning. I was sleepy from an all-nighter session with Mr. Hard-On Never Quits. A woman should always be sleepy from that. It makes you all soft and dreamy, and that was how I felt.

  He wasn’t coming with me. Christmas would be with just my parents, and that was a big and major disappointment for me. I had hoped we had progressed beyond his fear of commitment.

  But I told myself how much we had progressed to and was content. Well, perhaps content would be too strong to describe what I felt. Perhaps frustrated would be better.

  Dad was always reminding me that once I ate my cupcake it would be gone, so I’d learned to save a piece, just a piece, in case I wanted to taste it one more time the next day.

  That was what I was doing, savoring the now, saving what could be for another day.

  Wade took me through security, and I turned and said, “How did you get through? I thought you had to be flying.”

  “Who says I’m not flying?” he said and grinned.

  “Wait … what?”

  “Escorting my girl to her family.”

  “Escorting? And then what?”

  “I’ll be nearby in my hotel suite, and after Christmas I’m taking you and your parents to the Keys, to a little island I discovered.”

  “My parents?”

  “I spoke with your dad last week, and he was receptive.” Wade grinned.

  “You did all that, but you won’t have Christmas day with us …?”

  He didn’t answer. Instead, he kissed me long and sweet, and then we were on the plane. Out of nowhere, he pulled out a deck of cards and said, “Gin rummy?”

  “Gin rummy?” I was astonished.

  He laughed and pinched my nose. “Afraid you can’t take the champ?”

  “Deal, mister,” I said. “Deal.”

  * * *

  He escorted me all the way to my parents’ door, kissed me long and hard, and stopped my hand from knocking. “Wait,” he said, “till I leave.”

  I turned hopeful eyes to him, and I heard the plea in my voice. “You sure … you won’t come in? We do turkey again for Christmas, and you could eat my share.”

  “No can do,” he answered glibly, and his attitude made me frown.

  He went back into the elevator, and I stood feeling lost for a moment before I knocked on the door. My dad opened it wide and scooped me in for a hug.

  I wasn’t there more than five minutes when a knock sounded once again. I frowned. “You expecting people today?”

  My dad grinned. “Only one.” He opened the door wide, and there stood Wade, looking like a schoolboy who had swallowed something everyone else wanted.

  “Wade, my boy,” my father said and clasped Wade’s hand.

  Wade, my boy? Since when had Wade and my dad become friends?

  Wade stepped in, holding something behind his back with his free hand. My dad slapped him on the shoulder and went to stand with my mother. They looked like they were about to attend a musical as they held one another and my mom made little sounds of delight.

  Wade cleared his throat, and I saw at once he was nervous. I had never, ever seen Wade Devon nervous.

  He said, “I have already gotten your father’s blessing—”

  “What?” I said.

  “Shhh,” my father said.

  “But—” I said.

  “Hush,” my mother admonished.

  Wade produced a small black velvet box. He got down on one knee, and my mother squealed. It dawned on me what was happening. It all became clear. He had called and asked my dad for permission. My parents knew. They knew.

  He flipped open the box and said, “Charlene Wells, I love you beyond redemption. I love you with my mind, and my heart … no war there, they both call for you. I need you beside me always. You are all I need. Will you marry me and make me the proudest, happiest man on earth? Please, Charlie, because I am fairly certain that I can’t get through this life without you.”

  I was dazzled by him, by this speech, and by the size of the beautiful diamond in the box. Dazzled speechless.

  “Charlie,” Wade said on a plea.

  “Baby,” I said and pulled him off his knees, “I said yes the moment I met you.”

  He roared with pleasure, and we all started laughing as he slipped the ring on my finger and my parents surrounded us with love.

  Epilogue

  THE KEYS, OH my gosh, the Keys.

  Jimmy Buffett’s place was where I watched my mom burst out with song and my dad pull her up for a dance. I turned to Wade, and he said. “Happy?”

  Could I be any happier? I nodded my head vigorously and said, “Boardwalk … want to go for a stroll and watch all the performers on the boardwalk.”

  We waved at my parents and, hand in hand, made our way over to the boardwalk overlooking that beautiful water.

  “Yeah, but I think we’ll leave your parents here for now. We’ll come get them when we’re ready to take the ferry back to the island.”

  Wade had booked us rooms at Little Palm Island, an island with one small but luxurious inn. He always does it up right.

  He even brought my easel and paint supplies. The orders for my paintings were coming in faster than I could ever imagine.

  Life, I knew, would not always be good. Life is lik
e that, full of ups and downs, and I told him that.

  “Sure, I know, but as long as we travel the ups and downs together … it will belong to us, this life. I had a hole in me, Charlie. It was too big to repair. I filled it with sex, but it was never enough. You came and, Charlie … you didn’t just fill that whole, you filled all of me. You are in my mind all the time. I can’t eat something without wondering if it is something you might enjoy. I can’t feel the breeze without thinking, ah Charlie would love this breeze in her face … or see a TV comedy show without wondering if you would find it funny … Charlie … you fill me.”

  I hugged him and then nearly screamed out loud because there was a performing cat show on the boardwalk. Cats … performing to commands. Little cats …?

  I exclaimed and pulled him along, and we laughed. He kissed my hand and said, “I talked to your mom and told her I’ll pay for any wedding they would like to throw for you, but my deal is that we do it in three months. I won’t wait longer to make you Mrs. Wade Devon.”

  “I wonder why you can’t be Mr. Charlie Wells,” I teased.

  “Charlie, I will be anything you want … just stay forever, stay with me.”

  “Says the man who doesn’t stay or do relationships.”

  “Until he met his Waterloo—Charlie.”

  I slapped him. “Don’t compare us to a bloody battle, you naughty, wonderful man.”

  He kissed me then, and he kissed me again, and if I’d had socks on, he would have knocked them off.

  *** *** ***

  About Claudy Conn

  Claudy Conn, a native New Yorker, now lives with her husband, Bob; their wolf, Cherokee; and Cherokee’s son, Rocky Man, who weighs in presently at 190 pounds.

  She loves horses and riding and raised her ten-year-old gelding Southern Pride from the moment he was born. She also loves gardening, swimming, skiing, hiking, and travel—and of course, reading, writing, but no, she says, no arithmetic!

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