Interlude – Easy Holidays

Interlude – Easy Holidays

Delilah never knew when to expect Catherine showing up. What she did know, was that Catherine would show up at the most inopportune moments.

For example, right that very moment.

There was a ring, and Delilah started, instantly pulling back and away and somehow managing to slide almost all the way across the couch even as a hand went up and touched her lips.

Her lips which tasted of Franny.

The woman in question was sitting across the same couch and was looking exceptionally stunning today. She was in a soft, comfortable green sweater, one decorated with little reindeer, and she had a pair of very festive ears on. Her face was flushed red, making the smattering of freckles across her cheeks stand out.

Delilah wanted to kiss each and every one of them. There were eighty six. She’d counted.

Was that weird? She hoped it wasn’t weird. “Ah, someone must be here,” she said as she slowly regained her mental faculties.

She considered going back to what they’d been doing, but… well, if they had guests, it might be best not to. It wasn’t exactly un-chaste. It had only been some kissing, some whispering of sweet nothings, some light conversation that was barely louder than the sound of the crackling fireplace in her living-room hearth, but it had been nice. Very nice.

“Yeah. I mean, yes. I’ll, uh, put on that hot cocoa I mentioned,” Franny said.

Delilah stood, adjusted her skirts, then walked out of the living room and into the main lobby. She was a little miffed. That had been some nice kissing they had been engaged in, and she wasn’t pleased with whomever had interrupted it. Franny had even whispered something about a present that had set her imagination aflame.

She arrived at the door, then linked up to the house’s security network. “Of course,” she muttered as she saw who was standing just outside. Only a split second later, she found herself frowning.

It was Cat, of course, but with her was Lucy, and behind them a gaggle of children.

She opened the door rather cautiously. “Hello?” she started.

“Oh, thank fuck, you’re here,” Cat said. “I was worried you might be… I don’t know, doing arts and crafts with Franny.”

Lucy giggled. “That’s a new one.”

“I mean, I was thinking about scissors, and there’s scissors in crafting, right?” Cat said.

“Hello, Catherine,” Delilah said before any blushing might be noticed. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company at… seven thirty at night on Christmas day?”

“Yeah, that’s it,” Cat said, which didn’t answer anything. “So, I need to call in a massive favour.”

Alarm bells started to blare in Delilah’s mind. “A favour?” she asked.

“Yeah. See, me and Lucy need to head out for a few minutes.”

“Right now?” Delilah asked.

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“Mhm. We need to go buy the K-I-D-S’s uh, Christmas P-R-E-S-A-N-T-S.”