7. Trainwreck, but make it Fun
7
TRAINWRECK, BUT MAKE IT FUN
With breakfast over everyone breaks off into smaller groups, mingling and catching up. With a warm smile on his face, Aydin and I we make our way outside, hand in hand, heading straight for the old olive tree standing tall in the centre of the courtyard. This tree is a legend in itself, a silent witness to countless family gatherings and holiday celebrations that have taken place over the years.
Aydin wraps his arms around me, and we lean back against its sturdy trunk. The touch of his warm embrace is like a comforting blanket on this chilly winter morning. “How are you doing?”
I take a deep breath, feeling the emotions welling up inside me. “Honestly? I’m still trying to process everything. It’s surreal to see my mother again after all these years, and to meet Saffy, a sister I didn’t even know I had! It’s a lot to take in.”
“I understand, Green Eyes. This is big deal, and you have every right to feel overwhelmed.”
As Aydin’s arms envelop me in a tender embrace, a rush of warmth courses through my veins, and my heart skips a beat. With a gentle yet purposeful touch, he caresses my cheek, his fingertips tracing a path down to my chin, tilting my head slightly upward. Our eyes lock, and in that moment, the world seems to fade away, leaving only the two of us standing there under the old olive tree.
His lips find mine, and the world shrinks down to just the two of us. His hands slip under my turtleneck, his thumbs graze over my nipples, and I catch the glint in his eyes—a reminder that even though just we’d spent the morning in the shower, he is ready to go again.
“Last time I tried to have my way with you under this tree, we were rudely interrupted,” he murmurs, as he leans down, gently biting my neck through the wool. His hand creeps lower, brushing lightly over my muffin top before unbuttoning my jeans, allowing him to slip his fingers into my panties and through my slick folds.
“ Baba ?”
Aydin pulls away and looks back towards the house.
“ Baba? Neredesin ?”
I giggle as he adjusts his cock in his pants. “You jinxed yourself.”
“We will definitely be finishing this off later.”
“I can’t wait.”
We stroll back towards the main house, the chaos inside seems to have calmed down a bit. People are laughing and chatting, and the tension that once filled the room has eased. I take a deep breath, trying to shake off the surprise of meeting my long-lost sister and newfound family drama.
“Did you know about Saffy?”
I watch as he tilts his head up and makes a tsk sound, the Turkish gesture for no. “I didn’t talk to your mother. That was Gary, but he looked just as shocked as we all were. I don’t think he knew either.”
I let out a sigh and lean into his comforting embrace. “See why I hate Christmas? It’s always family dramas and fruitcakes, only sometimes the fruitcakes are part of the drama!”
He chuckles softly and kisses the top of my head. “This is not a family drama. This is merely a bump on the road.”
“The day has only just begun though. I predict a lot more to come before its over.”
“Maybe. This is, after all, my first real Christmas.”
“Well, it’s not my first one, and I promise you, so far a long-lost mother and brand-new sister is only the start!” I can’t help but smile at his innocence. “But thank you for making this happen. I love that Dad and Sadie are here. And my friends, too.”
Aydin grins and winks at me. “There’s still one more surprise for you to come.”
My curiosity is definitely piqued. “Tell me.”
Aydin glances at his watch, teasing me with a smirk. “You won’t need to wait much longer, I promise.”
I mumble under my breath as we head back to the main house. “You’re lucky I love you.”
“I love you as well, Green Eyes, but my lips are sealed.” He mimes zipping his lips shut. “Now let’s go back inside. I’ve got to go and help my aunt in the kitchen and I want you to sit down and get to know your mother.”
Fat chance!