Ian laughed. "Babe, I love you. But sometimes you are slow as maple syrup on a cold winter's morn." He continued to laugh, as Samantha tried to figure out what he meant. Once she did, she slapped his shoulder with a gasp. He laughed harder. "Really though. I tell you I love you, and your only response is umm."
"Whatever, you've been hanging around Andy for too long." She stepped back, trying to walk away.
"Hey! Hey, come here." He pulled her back towards him. She came crashing into his lap, where he happily wrapped her in his arms. "I was only joking. You know that." His voice was gruff as he spoke into the crook of her neck. He enjoyed this moment she let him have, since they came few and far between.
"Samantha! Bring those cookies out here, please."
Samantha shot up, at the sound of her name being yelled. Ian let out a exasperated sigh, and stood up also. He found himself doing that more and more with each passing day. Samantha grabbed a plate of gingerbread people, and headed for the door. Ian nosily checked out all of the other pots on the stove, sneaking a piece here and there, before he too left the kitchen.
He watched as Samantha handed each child a gingerbread person, all the while explaining what they were going to be doing. She then placed a dozen of small piping bags, filled with royal icing of every color in the middle.
"Okay, this is a piping bag filled with icing." She held up a bag to make sure they understood. "You're going to use this to decorate your gingerbread person, anyway that you want." The kids got excited and craned their little necks to try and see. Samantha used the piping bag to draw a dress on her little lady cookie, then she held it up to show them. The children oh'd and awed.
"Okay grab any color you want. Don't be afraid to be creative, if you need any help I'm right here."
Ian drifted closer to the tables the kids occupied, and silently observed as they decorated. Of course Caleb's little head popped up and looked at him hopefully.
"Are you going to make a gingerbread man with us?" he asked.
Ian looked surprised, and then looked over at Samantha seated at the head of the table. She playfully held up a cookie, smiling as she swayed the cookie from side to side. Ian relented and nodded.
"Sure, I'd love to make one, junior." He pulled up a chair, and eased his big frame beside the little boy at the table. He knew this made the little guy happy, since for some reason Caleb looked up to him.
Samantha passed him a cookie, and laughed at him. Ian awkwardly picked up a piping bag and hesitated. He knew that if he tried he would screw up horribly. Looking over at Caleb's cookie, he saw that the little boy had given his ginger guy a pair of pants, and shoes.
'
What the hell
,' He thought. Scratching his head, he leaned forward to try, and do... something.
Then he felt a presences at his back, before that person leaned forward. Samantha took the piping bag from his oversized palm. "How do you want him to look?"
Ian shrugged his shoulders, feeling like an idiot, the kids around him had no trouble at all with the activity, yet he had to have help. '
Damn
.'
Samantha looked at him, before she began to decorate his cookie. "All you have to do is, know what you want. Then just draw it on your cookie. It's just like doodling." She explained, simply.
He leaned closer, enjoying her close proximity and scent. "Yeah, but you know that I can't draw worth sh-," Samantha cut her eye at him before he could finish his next word. "nothing." He finished.
He looked down at the cookie she worked on and saw that she had dressed the gingerbread man in a suit, and even gave him blonde James Bond hair using yellow icing. He laughed loud, and openly. It drew the attention of the other children, and they all looked at his cookie.
"Cool." They chorused. Some began to hold up theirs, and showed it off.
"See it's easy." Samantha directed at him before she walked off to check out the other children's creations.
After a while she stopped at the head of the table. "Alright little ones finish up with your ginger person. Once you're done, we're going to leave it here to dry. While the icing is drying we're going to eat lunch. Then come back and I'll help you write your names on the back."
Lauren called the children over to her. Giving Ian and Samantha more alone time together.
"Thank you for helping me back there." Ian said coolly.
"Your welcome curly." She replied giving him a smile. She walked off, yet Ian followed. Making her stomach flutter secretly. "Um, Ian do you need anything?"
Ian stopped in his tracks as Samantha turned and tilted her head to the side. He knew that she was teasing him as she asked this, but it still caused him to blush harshly. He knew that he was acting as if he was a love sick puppy, but he couldn't seem to stop himself. He smiled bashfully at her before he grabbed her hand. Together they walked into the kitchen to grab some food. Every adult in the room eyed them, but didn't remark on the sudden dynamic change. Once they had their food, Ian led her to a seat at the table right beside him. They ate in silence.
"Ian, how come Caleb seems so attached to you?" Samantha's asks, no longer able to stand the strange silence.
Ian glanced at her, then looked back to his food. "I don't know." He shrugged. "I would come here to help out with Mom all the time. An overtime Junior just seem to follow me around, and stick up under me. I didn't mind, since it gave me a proud feeling. I soon saw him as the baby brother I never had. He comes from a struggling family that doesn't have much. So the center provides for him, as well as other children that are like him. Caleb is an awesome kid, and I'm very honored that he looks up to me the way he does."
Samantha gazed at him silently for a moment. Suddenly a smile blossomed on her face, and she went back to eating her meal.
"So you ready for Christmas day?" Ian asked.
Samantha rolled her eyes playfully. "Of course." She chewed and swallowed her food. "You know that I am. I can't wait to see the face of every one I love and care about open up all the gifts, and pig out on good food. Enjoy all the Christmas movies, and marathons..." she trailed off, with a silly grin on her face. She felt foolish for babbling on about Christmas like a little girl, but she couldn't help it. Christmas was truly her favorite day out of the entire year.
Ian found it so adorable, and he told her so. "It's so cute seeing you still get excited over Christmas."
"Oh whatever!" She groaned.
"It is." He insisted. "Seeing your face light up on Christmas morning make my day each year." He whispered in his deep baritone.
"Ian." She closed her eyes, and exhaled. Her stomach butterflies fluttering everywhere. "Don't say things like that."
"Look at me, Sammy." She slowly did as he asked. "Believe me."
Ian wished he could wipe all her fears away, along with the dejected look upon her beautiful face. He regretted everything he had done in the past that hurt her. For the millionth time, he cursed his stupidity, and fear. He grabbed her cheek, and kissed it. Pulling back, he held her gaze for a few seconds, before he got up and walked away. Giving her space to think about what he said.
Belinda showed up a while later, and everyone sat and conversed about any, and everything. She finally met Michael, and instantly took a liking to him. Once lunch was over, everyone thanked the chef, and went back to the different activity's they had planned for the children. Someone turned on a mix of all kinds of Christmas music, and the atmosphere was truly filled with Joy & Cheer. It was late into the afternoon when they got to actually decorating the trees. Everyone had their hands full with a task. From hanging ornaments, stringing tinsel and popcorn, to wrapping them with colorful lights that brought the tree to life.
Lastly everyone got their gingerbread person, Samantha had talked her Mom, and the others into make one as well. So everyone would have a keepsake to remind them of the very special day they had. Samantha hung her cute little cookie up, and beamed proudly. Feeling someone at her back, she looked over her shoulder, and up into Ian's beautiful face. He smiled back at her, before he reached past her. She watched as he hung up his ornament right next to hers, for Samantha the gesture was symbolic. For her it symbolized how it would always be him & her. She finally made up her mind to let him into her heart fully. She was finally going to allow them to explore the love they had for each other. She decided that she was going to call up Calvin, and tell him that there wasn't going to be a relationship between them, because she was in love with her best friend, Ian Mitchell Queen.
A/N: I would like to thank Lafaith09 and Sturgis. There are a few other people I would like to thank but I forgot your lit name so forgive me! Lafaith09 chewed my ass out and kicked it in gear, so thank her ya'll. Lol no but seriously I thank you guys. My baby (Story) would be nothing without ya'll so know that. I luv ya.
