The Bunny Is Coming (The Holidays #4) by Tara Sivec

Author:Tara Sivec [Sivec, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B06Y2L2TB3
Publisher: Tara Sivec
Published: 2017-04-03T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

You All Need Jesus

Noel

“Have I told you how beautiful you look today?” Sam asks.

His arm is flung over the couch behind me and he brings it forward to slide his hand under my hair and gently massage the back of my neck.

“You don’t have to keep sucking up to me. I told you, I’m fine now. I was just having a bad morning,” I tell him, snuggling closer to him on my parent’s couch.

I feel horrible about the way I acted earlier, but there was nothing I could do. One minute I was horny, the next I was nauseous, then I almost started crying, followed by screaming like a crazy person. This teeny, tiny little baby inside of me is already wreaking havoc on my life. I’m starting to get more and more nervous about Sam finding the Easter eggs and discovering what’s been wrong with me.

“I’m not sucking up, that blue dress is stunning on you. But I’m happy to know you’re fine.”

I let his words soak in, considering I feel bloated and disgusting in this Robin’s egg blue sleeveless wrap dress. It doesn’t help my confidence sitting next to my husband, who looks good in anything, and looks especially hot in a pair of slim, khaki colored dress pants, white button down, and suspenders.

“Are you sure you don’t want to eat anything before church?” Sam asks, his fingers twirling a few strands of my hair.

My mom went all out for Easter breakfast, like she always does. Pancakes, French toast, omelets, sausage, and hash brown casserole. I was starving up until the moment I sat down at the table and saw all the greasy food piled on plates in the center of the table on top of the festive Easter egg table runner. It took every ounce of willpower I had to keep my ass in my seat and not go running for the bathroom. I made up a lie about not being that hungry while I pushed food around my plate and prayed for everyone to finish eating as fast as possible so I could move away from the smell of everything.

“Okay, close your eyes!” my mom shouts from the doorway of the living room as my dad, Aunt Bobbie, Scheva, and Alex come filing in, everyone taking seats around the room.

“Mom, we don’t need to close our eyes, it’s fine,” I tell her.

“Close your eyes or you don’t get your Easter baskets!” she orders.

We all do as she says, quietly listening to her shuffle around the room, placing everyone’s baskets by their feet. My mom not only outdoes herself with cooking and decorating the inside of the house for holidays, she also goes over the top with presents, even on Easter, and she still gets all of us baskets even though we’re adults.

“I wanted to wait until Nicholas, Casey, and Holly got here, but of course they’re with her family,” my mom tells us with a twinge of irritation in her voice. “I spent forty hours in labor with Nicholas and he doesn’t even care about his own mother on Easter.

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