VOLUME FOUR-PART TWO-CHRISTMAS DECISIONS-AN UPTOWN GIRL AND A COWBOYDecember 20"Good morning, good morning," Elliott sang to Sam as he entered their bedroom, but the bed was empty. He set the tray on the bed when he heard her throwing up in the bathroom. With a pack of crackers in his hand he opened the door. "Oh, Sam, I'm so sorry you have to go through this every morning. I thought morning sickness lasted only the first three months."Sam's rinsed out her mouth with water and accepted the offered crackers. Once back in bed, she said, "It usually is but some women have it the entire nine months. There's also the possibility we calculated wrong. Anyway, I'm seeing the doctor this afternoon. I've had enough of this." She stuffed another cracker in her mouth."Are you going to the gallery today? I don't have any trips scheduled so I'll be in the office all day and can go to the doctor with you." Elliott kissed her cheek and tucked a tendril of her light brown hair behind her ear.
Elliott moved forward and shook her hand, then pulled her in for a hug. "You look like Sam. That's why you looked familiar." Elliott stepped back to look at the two of the girls beside each other. "Yup, same shape face and eyes.""Really?" Sam asked, while she studied Morgan's face. Sure, she was three years older but the dark lines under her eyes, and the sallow color of her face made her look much older.Elliott nodded. "So, what brings you here? It can't be the weather, it's about the same here as upstate New York." He chuckled."I have nowhere else to go so I'm seeking refuge with my baby sister. Looking for a fresh start." Morgan's lips trembled; her words broken into pieces.Sam hugged Morgan. "It's okay. But what happened to Brian? You've been married since high school, graduated from college together. Is he parking the car?" Sam asked, clasping her hands to her chest."No, he's not with me. I have a rental car from the airport.""If you'd let us know we could have picked
They treaded up the back stairs to their small apartment, glad they had two bedrooms and two baths; the required number for out of town family."I can't believe you're here," Sam said to Morgan as she led her to the second bedroom through a short hallway. "The bath is just across the hall. Please let me know if you need anything. Elliott's grilling steaks tonight so you have some time to shower, change, freshen up whatever, and then we can talk." Sam started toward the door, but Morgan caught her arm and swung her around, hugging her close. "Thanks for not asking questions, Sam, and for taking me in. I really don't have anywhere else to go."Sam leaned back and searched Morgan's face. You're my family and family help each other through the rough patches. Everything's going to be fine." Sam slowly stepped away and closed the door.When Sam entered the kitchen Elliott asked, "Where did you put that fancy dude's card? I want Mitch to do a background check on him before Morgan meets h
Elliott entered the apartment to an almost-drunk Morgan and a sober Sam, both laughing their asses off. "What's going on? What's so funny?""Nothing really, just reminiscing." Sam said, as she went to get the steaks out of the fridge for him.Morgan still giggled but said, "I can't believe you don't have a Christmas tree. Christmas is the biggest thing in the world to Sam, well, until she met you." Morgan's words were slurred but he was able to understand enough of them to put them together in a sentence. She took another sip of wine."Is it, Sam?" He directed the question to Sam."Well, as a kid, sure. But now, I have a business and a small place. I'm not sure a tree will fit in here." Sam motioned with her hand as she swept it through the air."Come on Sam. You don't change overnight like that." Morgan tried to snap her fingers. Then laughed at herself before she fell onto the couch.Sam and Elliott stared at each other, and Sam shrugged her shoulders."Is the grill ready for
Elliott crushed Sam to his chest. He kissed her lips, and then tongued his way along her neck, around her ear, and then to her collarbone. Sam closed her eyes and concentrated on feeling; the emotion of love so large in her heart. When his thumb and index finger he tweaked a nipple, and she groaned. "Sshhhh, we aren't alone, remember.""But both doors are closed, and my sister has to know we have sex, especially when I throw up early tomorrow morning." Sam giggled. "I don't care who knows now anyway.""Me either." Elliott kissed her lips, as his hand held her breast, his fingers lightly dancing on a nipple.When his hand strayed south, his fingers played with her feminine curls and then her opening, inserting one finger and then two. Sam arched her hips toward his fingers. She wanted more; she wanted him, all of him.He moved to lay between her thighs, ready to enter her. She lifted her hips and he pushed forward. She met him thrust for thrust, in unison and they climaxed simulta
"Not really. We take one day at a time and we take it together. Elliott and I are very close. My business is growing, and it requires a lot of man-hours, as you can imagine. So, I'll soon need to hire more people, which means more scheduling and more paperwork. I've already been invited to put an assortment of my photos in a gallery in New York and I declined.""Why? Don't you want your business to grow?""Of course, but I'd need be in New York at least six months out of the year and leave Elliott here, which isn't going to happen. I simply want to take pictures.""It's tough when you're first starting out but you two will figure it out and do what's best. I'll keep that in mind when I meet with Bernard tonight." Morgan said as she crossed her booted legs. "Do you really like the black dress I bought?""We have so much work to do in only a couple days. Oh, by the way, Elliott and his three best friends since middle school all get together with the families at Rosie's Diner for dinn
Bernard Holland was ten minutes late; Morgan was glad she wasn't waiting in the cold outside like he'd suggested. Morgan stood inside the door of the restaurant where Brian had made reservations. Her pulse quickened with every passing minute. Morgan and Brian dated in high school and were married while they were both in college. She'd only been with one man her entire life, so she had no experience with the dating game. I'll wait another five minutes and that's it. Her muscles tensed and her chest tightened. She crossed her arms on her chest, while she tapped her foot. Morgan seethed, her body tensed, and her palms sweat. Fury filled her to the core. The next five minutes took forever. After checking the time once more, she shook her head, and turned toward the door. Bernard stood in front of her. His hands wrapped around her upper arms; she jerked her arms but couldn't release his hold on her. "I'm so, so sorry, Morgan. I hope you haven't been waiting too long.""I've waited fift
Brian was in the bathroom at Sam and Elliott's when Morgan burst in the door. Her makeup smeared down her cheeks, she blew her nose and sat at the table. "You didn't make this for me, did you?" She asked about Brian's plate.Sam and Elliott both shook their heads. "How was dinner?" Sam asked, pushing her hair off her face."Horrid. I wish I'd never gone.""Why? What happened?""First, he was fifteen minutes late and I was furious and irritated, then he manhandled me, wouldn't let me leave, and made me apologize for being upset with him before he would tell me the three options he has for your work," Morgan said, her lips trembled and tears made new tracks down her cheeks."I don't think you need to expand to another gallery enough to work with a man like that, Sam. No way," Elliott said as he crossed his arms across his chest."I agree but I'd like to hear about other options I may have.""Morgan." Brian said from the hall. "Brian. What are you doing here?""Looking for you.