I pull up into my grandparents drive way and immediately hop out of the car. I tug open the door for the dogs and then run out. Sid starts pulling bags out of the car.
"No, leave them," I say anxious to go see my family.
"Fine, I just wish you were excited about being here," he laughs sarcastically.
"Ha, Ha, funny. Let's go," I say running up the steps to the back door. With Sid behind me and my dogs in the yard I ring the door bell, moments later a brunette woman in her early 50s opens the door.
"You're here!"she squeals.
"Mom! Oh my gosh you need to move closer I miss you!"I reply giving her a hug.
"Hi, Caitlin," my Grandma says coming over and giving me a hug.
"Hi! God, I missed being home. Oh, sorry I completely forgot, Mom, Grandma, this is Sidney, Sidney this is my mom and my Grandma." I smile.
"Nice to meet the both of you, and thanks for letting me stay on such short notice." he smiles.
"Oh, my dear it's a pleasure,"my grandma replies.
"Caitlin Marie, you didn't tell me you were bringing Sidney Crosby home for the holidays!"my mom grins.
"Yeah, well Sid and I are good friends, and he need some family over Christmas, so he came with me."
I walk into the living room with Sid walking behind me, my dad sits in the blue recliner facing the TV talking to my grandfather, probably about his job. My brother is sprawled out on the couch, with the remote.
"Hey guys!" I say.
"Hey, how are the dogs?" my dad asks.
"They're good, they're outside at the moment. Umm guys, this is Sidney, Sidney this is my Dad, Pap, and my brother Ian," I say pointing everyone out.
"Nice to meet everyone. Wow, I thought you and your mom looked a lot a like, but you and your brother look pretty similar," he responds.
"Yeah, that's what everybody says, it's mostly the eyes though,"Ian replies, some people call him the 17 year old male version of me, except he's always excelled more in sports, and all though I'm in shape, I've always leaned more toward the arts.
"Alright, we can go get the bags now, being that we have to leave in 15 minutes," I sigh.
"Okay."
After bringing the bags and the dogs in, I quickly change into a high waisted black skirt with high heels and a purple blouse. I walk out of the bathroom to see Sid handsomely dressed in a suit.
"Well, you look nice Mr. Crosby," I laugh getting close to fix his tie, breathing in his male scent.
"You clean up pretty well too, Miss Shaw," he grins as his eyes travel the length of my body when he thinks I'm not looking.
"Alright, let's get going."
A few hours later, we are all sitting around the living room watching The Santa Claus, like we do every Christmas Eve. The movie comes to an end, and so begins the epic discussion that takes an eternity to figure out, where is everyone going to sleep. Finally it come down to, my mom and dad get my mom's old room, my brother gets my uncle's room, and Sid and I get the basement. It seems so simple yet for some reason, it always takes like an hour to figure out. I do the nightly essentials and put on an oversized t-shirt and a pair of pj bottoms. I walk into the basement with a few pillows and sheets. The dogs are already asleep on the floor except for Maggie who is resting her head on Sid's lap as he watches TV on the couch.
"Hey, the couch pulls out into a bed, so you can sleep there." I say,"I'll sleep on the air mattress."
"Are you sure you don't want the bed?" he asks.
"No, I'm fine on the air mattress, oh and don't be surprised if you wake up next to Mags in the morning."
"alright," he says pulling out the couch as I blow up the air mattress. After settling down for the night, I just can't help but ask,"So what do you think so far?"
"I'm having a blast, your family treats me just like one of them, and I don't think your Grandma knows who I am, it's refreshing. Oh, and you were totally right about the mushroom soup."
"I told you not to try it, but no you had to be polite and take a bowl full."
"It's okay, I choked it down and lived. But seriously who ever made up that recipe?"
"I have no idea, but I like my Campbell's."
"Mmm...mmm... good," Sid jokes, making me laugh.
"Good night Sid," I say from the floor.
"Good night." he says turning off the light. I'd be the happiest girl alive if my Christmas present was him. I think to myself, as I yearn to be in bed next to him, wrapped in his strong arms, like I was 4 1/2 years ago.
"No, leave them," I say anxious to go see my family.
"Fine, I just wish you were excited about being here," he laughs sarcastically.
"Ha, Ha, funny. Let's go," I say running up the steps to the back door. With Sid behind me and my dogs in the yard I ring the door bell, moments later a brunette woman in her early 50s opens the door.
"You're here!"she squeals.
"Mom! Oh my gosh you need to move closer I miss you!"I reply giving her a hug.
"Hi, Caitlin," my Grandma says coming over and giving me a hug.
"Hi! God, I missed being home. Oh, sorry I completely forgot, Mom, Grandma, this is Sidney, Sidney this is my mom and my Grandma." I smile.
"Nice to meet the both of you, and thanks for letting me stay on such short notice." he smiles.
"Oh, my dear it's a pleasure,"my grandma replies.
"Caitlin Marie, you didn't tell me you were bringing Sidney Crosby home for the holidays!"my mom grins.
"Yeah, well Sid and I are good friends, and he need some family over Christmas, so he came with me."
I walk into the living room with Sid walking behind me, my dad sits in the blue recliner facing the TV talking to my grandfather, probably about his job. My brother is sprawled out on the couch, with the remote.
"Hey guys!" I say.
"Hey, how are the dogs?" my dad asks.
"They're good, they're outside at the moment. Umm guys, this is Sidney, Sidney this is my Dad, Pap, and my brother Ian," I say pointing everyone out.
"Nice to meet everyone. Wow, I thought you and your mom looked a lot a like, but you and your brother look pretty similar," he responds.
"Yeah, that's what everybody says, it's mostly the eyes though,"Ian replies, some people call him the 17 year old male version of me, except he's always excelled more in sports, and all though I'm in shape, I've always leaned more toward the arts.
"Alright, we can go get the bags now, being that we have to leave in 15 minutes," I sigh.
"Okay."
After bringing the bags and the dogs in, I quickly change into a high waisted black skirt with high heels and a purple blouse. I walk out of the bathroom to see Sid handsomely dressed in a suit.
"Well, you look nice Mr. Crosby," I laugh getting close to fix his tie, breathing in his male scent.
"You clean up pretty well too, Miss Shaw," he grins as his eyes travel the length of my body when he thinks I'm not looking.
"Alright, let's get going."
A few hours later, we are all sitting around the living room watching The Santa Claus, like we do every Christmas Eve. The movie comes to an end, and so begins the epic discussion that takes an eternity to figure out, where is everyone going to sleep. Finally it come down to, my mom and dad get my mom's old room, my brother gets my uncle's room, and Sid and I get the basement. It seems so simple yet for some reason, it always takes like an hour to figure out. I do the nightly essentials and put on an oversized t-shirt and a pair of pj bottoms. I walk into the basement with a few pillows and sheets. The dogs are already asleep on the floor except for Maggie who is resting her head on Sid's lap as he watches TV on the couch.
"Hey, the couch pulls out into a bed, so you can sleep there." I say,"I'll sleep on the air mattress."
"Are you sure you don't want the bed?" he asks.
"No, I'm fine on the air mattress, oh and don't be surprised if you wake up next to Mags in the morning."
"alright," he says pulling out the couch as I blow up the air mattress. After settling down for the night, I just can't help but ask,"So what do you think so far?"
"I'm having a blast, your family treats me just like one of them, and I don't think your Grandma knows who I am, it's refreshing. Oh, and you were totally right about the mushroom soup."
"I told you not to try it, but no you had to be polite and take a bowl full."
"It's okay, I choked it down and lived. But seriously who ever made up that recipe?"
"I have no idea, but I like my Campbell's."
"Mmm...mmm... good," Sid jokes, making me laugh.
"Good night Sid," I say from the floor.
"Good night." he says turning off the light. I'd be the happiest girl alive if my Christmas present was him. I think to myself, as I yearn to be in bed next to him, wrapped in his strong arms, like I was 4 1/2 years ago.
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