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When is the flight delayed until, anyway?v eyes
Turning on the coffee machine, I take my phone out, checking the flights, but themoment I click on the local airport website, a large message on a red banner glares back at me from the top of the page.
ALL OUTBOUND AND INBOUND FLIGHTS CANCELLED DUE TO STORM CLARA
UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.
My eyes fly open, my heart thundering as I stare at the message.
Storm Clara… Has it reached us already? There’s no chance that they’ll be leaving for at least a few days…
I stare out of the kitchen window, looking at the wind that is getting worse, cooking up a blizzard, but I’m more concerned with what this means…
Sebastian will be around for a few days. How am I going to cope with being around him for so long?
9
SEBASTIAN.
I duck another snowball as the boys pair off against me and Sia and I can’t help But chuckle when Xander falls into the snow, but it does not deter him as heclambers to his feet, almost growling in annoyance.
But even as I enjoy this time with the kids, I can’t get the image of Zaia out of my head.
Why does she look sexier every time I see her? Those fitted black pants only emphasised her narrow waist and curvy hips even more. The lace ivory topshowed off enough cleavage to mess with my head and become a struggle to keep my gaze on her face.
Although even her face is a fine treat too, and those lips.
She’s cut her hair, and it now falls just below her shoulders, which I like even more considering when she walks away I get to enjoy the view of her sexy ass and the sway of her hips.
Every time I see her, it’s so fucking hard. I still love her. Every day I think about her, but I’m waiting, giving her the time that she needs and wants… even if that means another decade or two. I’ll wait right here because she is the only woman Iwant.
The only woman I love and the one I want in my arms.
I want to make a move, but I promised her long ago I wouldn’t…
Even today, I knew the chances of me getting stuck here were high, but I wanted. to… if I am meant to fly back I will… but if not, and she allows me to stay here in this house then I’m not going to refuse.
A large ball of snow hits my face, bringing me from my thoughts as Sia giggles.
“I thought you were on my side?”
“Sorry.”
She replies, failing to stifle her giggle.
I smirk as I wipe my face and grab some snow. “I’m going to have to get revenge for that one!”
I call, just as Zion, who had thrown that snowball, runs for cover. “Watch your back, Dad, you’re the target here!”
Sia chuckles and I turn as a small ball hits my back.
Xander stands there with a smug smile on his face. The wind does not bother him.at all, although it is getting harder to see out here.
“Daddy is not good at this,”
he declares, his rosy cheeks red from the cold.
“Oh, yeah?”
I counter, observing Zion as I pretend to focus on Xander and the moment he steps out from behind the low hedge, I throw the ball at him, making him gasp as it hits his shoulder.
But it doesn’t phase him, having made a few balls of snow when he was hiding and starts throwing them at Sia and me. Sia laughs as she throws a few back, one hitting Zion’s head. She really is a different child since getting better. Wild, energetic, and ready to take on the world.
We continue our game and Xander the tornado really has it out for me tonight; I guess the delayed flight has fuelled his annoyance but it’s rather amusing seeing his confidence as if he can take both Sia and me single-handed, but I got to give it to the kid, he doesn’t back down.
I throw another snowball at him just as Zaia opens the front door.
“Come on in now, hot drinks are ready.”
“Not yet, Mommy! Daddy is bullying me, I am going to bury him in the snow, where no one will find him”
Xander says, glaring at me, his chubby cheeks making him look even cuter and his pouty lips pursed as he throws another snowball at me.
“Let’s call it a draw?”
Zaia suggests, the wind blowing her hair. The urge to go. over and brush it back is strong, but instead, I raise my hands.
“I give up.”
Xander frowns. “This is not over.”
He warns, throwing the last snowball he was holding at Sia who ducks.
“Ok!”
she laughs as Xander huffs, stalking to the door and walking past Zaia.
“Shoes and coats off here.”
She orders, holding out her hand for his coat as she helps him take his hat off.
We all step inside, and I bring up the rear, casting one glance around at the blizzard.
It’s getting worse…
“Do you have the groceries and everything you need for the coming week?”
I ask Zaia, especially if me and the kids are going to be here. She’ll need a lot more…
She looks at me before glancing out the window.
“If all of you end up having to stay for longer, then I would need to do some shopping… I don’t think we can drive in this blizzard,”
she remarks.
“Let me know what you need. I’ll go later and get whatever we need.”
I offer.
She smiles, one that does something to me and nods.
“Thanks.”
She holds out her hand for my coat and I take it off slowly, shaking off the snow before holding it out to her.
Oureyes meet as she takes it, our hands brush and I hear her breath hitch as sharp electrifying sparks rush through us.
“Thanks,”
I say smoothly as she jerks her hand away. She nods, her heart thumping.
I turn away, walking past her and heading the way the children have gone.
The table is laden with hot chocolate for the children, coffee for both Zaia and met and there’s a tray full of cakes. The fire is roaring in the hearth and after the cold. outside, it’s a pleasant welcome.
Zion switches the TV on as I sit down, putting the news on, and Zaia passes me at towel. I cock a brow before she motions with her gorgeous eyes at my hair.
“All flights have been cancelled,”
Zaia says, staring at the screen as the news. reporter reports on the storm.
“Are they?”
Sia asks, her eyes wide, as Xander frowns.
“No, they aren’t. I’m going to go with Daddy,”
he states unhappily.
“I’m afraid even I can’t go anywhere unless the weather changes drastically and I don’t think that’s going to happen,”
I reply, trying to calm him down by rufflinghis hair.
He frowns deeply. “Then what about my presents if we can’t go by Christmas?”he asks gloomily.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get them,”
I say, but it gets me thinking. I look at the large tree that stands in the corner of the room.
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