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James Landis story Chapter 46

James Landis story Chapter 46





James found a comfy spot on the sofa and eased himself down. His leg wasn't bothering him so much as he'd overeaten and was feeling a little sleepy from all the good food. Grace sat next to him and held his hand. Victoria walked in speaking with Dale and Tristan. James saw she was smiling and relaxed and he was glad that she was having a good time.

James, can I fix you a scotch? I brought a bottle of the good stuff to share." Dale called out.

James grinned and nodded to the man and got a big smile in return.

Victoria looked around for James and spotted him sitting in the middle of a large comfortable couch. She'd had too much wine with dinner and her head was spinning a little so she carefully made her way towards the couch. She looked to Grace who saw how carefully she was moving and the young woman gave her a knowing smile.

My goodness, I think I enjoyed myself a little too much at dinner. The wine was so good! May I join you before I fall down! She asked to the couple on the couch.

"Please do. I mean- please have a seat, not fall down." James said.

Victoria turned to sit but spun a little too quickly as the room kept spinning and she began to fall back. Then she felt a hand on her ass and one was on her side guiding her down. She felt the strength in his hands as he gently lowered her onto the couch beside him. When she was down he pulled his hand back but she leaned back and settled in under his arm. God his body felt good to lean against!

"So sorry, the room is spinning a little," she said as she blushed.

Dale carried over James's tumbler of scotch and saw Victoria's state. Did I give you too much wine? he asked gently.

Victoria smiled up at the gentleman. Maybe just a touch but it was such a wonderful dinner. I wouldn't change a thing. She was feeling a definite glow at the moment and was becoming very sleepy. The security of James's arm around her and the heat of his body against hers after the ordeal she'd been through was completely relaxing her. She finally felt safe, like her troubles were over and she was free. Her eyes began to close.

Dale handed James the scotch and smiled at the woman who was obviously on her way to sleepy land. He raised a toast to the young man and they clinked, glasses. He watched James sip the scotch and take in its flavors. Then the swallow with eyes closed to feel its heat sliding down his throat. When James's eyes reopened he smiled broadly.

Oh this is good scotch! Really good! James blurted out.

I knew you'd appreciate it! Dale grinned as he took a sip from his own glass.

There you go, corrupting James with your wicked hard liquor again! Tristan teased her husband.

"Being introduced to the best things in life isn't corruption it's enlightenment!" he teased back. "That's just how I felt when I met you!

Oyo! You're a smooth talker mister! Tristan said batting her eyelashes at Dale.

All, the better to sweep you off your feet my love! he said pulling her into a hug and planting a kiss on her happy lips. They moved to take a seat on the loveseat across from the couch.

James was grinning with joy and looked towards Grace. He saw she was watching him with love in her eyes. He tried to lean towards her to kiss her but he couldn't move. He looked to his left and saw Victoria was asleep on his left arm. He looked back at Grace in surprise and her lips were on his her wonderful soft lips. He could get lost in the bliss of her kiss! He put his tumbler between his knees then reached up with his freed hand to slide it into the hair on the back of her head so he could kiss her more deeply. She pushed back against his chest and pulled her lips from his causing him to moan a little. She lifted his arm over her and settled in under it.

His head was spinning from her kiss but he realized he no longer had a hand to lift his scotch with. "Uh Grace, could you get my scotch now that you have my arm?"

She chuckled and pulled it from between his knees and he was able to relax. She lifted it to his lips so he could take another sip.

Mecca and Heather were helping Isabelle, Stephanie, and Carolyn roll the three couches, the loveseat and two extra chairs in a square around the large coffee table. Angie, Rose and Zoe carried in platters of cookies and cupcakes, and a tea and coffee service. All of this went onto the coffee table.

Soon everyone was relaxing and Rose spotted Victoria snoring gently against his shoulder. She smiled and shook her head. She understood how comforting it was to be in James's arms and couldn't begrudge the woman this simple pleasure after what she'd been through. She caught James’s eyes on hers and saw his admiration and love in them. She felt a zing of joy shoot through her body from that.

Isabelle made herself busy as Santa's little helper by bringing the kids upstairs. They immediately headed for the cookies and cupcakes. Isabelle got them distributed amongst the couches squeezed in with the adults then collected the presents from under the tree for them. Each child got one present to open and they tore into the wrappings with joy. They all discovered action figures from the latest movie release so screams could be heard and each of the kids rushed to give Angie a kiss then they raced downstairs to play with their new toys.

Victoria woke to the sounds of happy children and she smiled thinking it was her daughters. Then she recalled they were overseas and for a second despair almost overwhelmed her. Remembered James words came to her family was worth fighting for and she would not give up! She felt so warm and safe. Then she heard other voices. She cracked her eyes open and saw she was on the couch nestled in James's arm up against his body. She saw Dale and Tristan sitting on the loveseat on the other side of the coffee table. They were watching her wake with gentle smiles on their faces.

That's when she noticed the drool.

She was mortified that she'd drooled on herself and on James too!

Oh my god! Oh! I'm so sorry! she muttered in absolute embarrassment and tried to move away from him but his strong arm wrapped around her holding her in place. A gentle hand dabbed her mouth and chin with a tissue. She timidly looked up into friendly eyes smiling down at her.

"Do you think you're the first to do that to me?" he said simply as he dabbed his sweater dry.

She blushed again and he gave her another hug then released her so she could sit up.

She looked down at her hands. Thank you James for being so nice to me!

James looked at her in surprise. Why wouldn't I be nice to you?

Victoria shook her head and looked at the rest of the group. I really want to thank everyone for being so welcoming and wonderful. Everyone I knew before... before I killed my husband... she shook her head. They've abandoned me. I'm a social outcast. I don't want any of you to suffer that fate for my sake.

Victoria, anyone who would abandon you in your time of deepest desperation isn't worthy of your friendship. James brought us up to speed on your situation and on the measures you were forced to take to escape from your husband. I believe I can speak for all of us here that we don't give a rats ass what anyone thinks of us and we'd be damned if we let anyone's ignorance keep us from being your friend. You are one of us now. You're stuck with us." Dale said with a stubborn look.

The rest of the group nodded and smiled. James put his hand over hers and gave them a squeeze. Victoria's eyes were welling with tears. All she could manage was a soft thank you as her throat closed up.

Isabelle returned from the basement. Is it time to hand out the gifts to the adults now, she said with a smile.

What gifts are those? We didn't get gifts for each other. Angie asked.

Isabelle went to the tree and picked up a stack of small boxes roughly wrapped. Names were hand written on them. She began to hand them out and James began to squirm when he saw it was the gifts he'd picked up.

James, stop worrying. Grace said patting his leg which was bouncing nervously.

He pushed himself to his feet. I just want to apologize now before you open them. I had no time to Christmas shop this year so I picked up all my gifts at the airport in New York City on the way back from our visit. I thought these would be just a little fun thing and I'd get you all something better but.

Stephanie got hers open first and pulled out a metal locket the size of her palm with an etching of the Statue of Liberty on it. She smiled at James and pressed the button on the side and the locket folded open. There was a mirror on one side and a 2"x3"picture on the other. Stephanie looked at the picture and froze. Her eyes went wide as she bit her lip and her face got all red as James watched her nervously. He was expecting her to laugh. He thought the gift was funny. Why wasn't she laughing?

Angie got a gold locket with a big red apple on the side. She opened hers and gaped at the picture she found inside. She looked over at Rose and Zoe who were tearing into their packages after seeing the expressions on their friend's faces




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