Status: Some chapters maybe a little steamy
My Captain
Christmas Eve
“I’m in love”, I thought as soon as I woke up.
Christmas and in love, maybe next year might not be a bad year after all. 1914 seems so full of opportunities.
I got dressed in a complete daze.
“Who was at the door last night?” my father asked as I sat down for breakfast.
“Mr Nicholls, He came back to say goodnight”, I lied.
“Okay, but tell him not to do it again”.
“I will, oh father, I have asked Mr Nicholls to join us for Christmas, is that okay?”
“You really like this man?”
“Yes father”
“Then okay, better set up the room at the end of the landing”, my father said.
Inwardly giggling, I thought, “Yeah the room furthest away from mine”.
My father could be so over protective, I knew James want like that. He was a complete gentleman. If anything was going to happen, it would have happened last night.
That was one hell of a kiss. Never in my life had I been kissed like that.
I spent all day making the room look lovely.
Before I knew it, it was 7pm and James was at the door.
“Merry Christmas Mr Faulks” James said.
“Same to you Mr Nicholls”
“Good Evening James, Merry Christmas”, I said beaming as I came down the stairs.
“Merry Christmas my darling”, James replied with a big grin
“I shall show you to your room”, I said, turning round and going back up stairs.
As we walked along the landing, James took my hand and stopped.
He took me into his arms and kissed me deeply.
“I love when you do that” I said as we parted.
“Me to”
I opened the door and walked inside.
“Hope you like it” I said hopefully
“Did you do all this” he asked
“Yes, my sister is too young, and father has been busy getting things ready for tomorrow”.
“Well if my girl did all this for me, then I love it”.
James walked across the room, snatched me into his arms and kissed me again.
He ran his slender fingers up and down my back.
I felt his tongue in mouth.
“We can’t” I thought, as his hands stopped on my lower back. He pulled me so close to his body.
I pulled him closer to me, running my fingers through his blond hair.
“Now isn’t the time for this”, I said as we separated.
James looked at me confused.
“Oh no, don’t get me wrong darling, I want to, but not here, not now”.
“I understand”, he replied.
“We should head back down stairs2, I said, remove temptation”.
“Good idea”.
“Which is your room?”
“Down here”, I said. “This is mine.
I opened the door.
My room was very basic. White walls with a few pictures of my mother hanging on them.
We stood in the doorway.
James looked at me
“Perfect”, he said as he kissed my cheek.
I closed the door.
James turned me to look at him, “I love you so much Dawn”
“I love you to my Captain”.
“Does your father know about us?”
“I think he has figured it out”
“Maybe we should tell him over dinner, just to remove any doubt”.
“I agree”
After dinner, James and I were alone in the living room.
“When did you know you loved me?” I asked biting my lip.
“The second I looked into your eyes” James replied
“Your father seemed happy with our news”
“He approves James. A man with principles and a career, your all a father could want for his daughter.
Christmas and in love, maybe next year might not be a bad year after all. 1914 seems so full of opportunities.
I got dressed in a complete daze.
“Who was at the door last night?” my father asked as I sat down for breakfast.
“Mr Nicholls, He came back to say goodnight”, I lied.
“Okay, but tell him not to do it again”.
“I will, oh father, I have asked Mr Nicholls to join us for Christmas, is that okay?”
“You really like this man?”
“Yes father”
“Then okay, better set up the room at the end of the landing”, my father said.
Inwardly giggling, I thought, “Yeah the room furthest away from mine”.
My father could be so over protective, I knew James want like that. He was a complete gentleman. If anything was going to happen, it would have happened last night.
That was one hell of a kiss. Never in my life had I been kissed like that.
I spent all day making the room look lovely.
Before I knew it, it was 7pm and James was at the door.
“Merry Christmas Mr Faulks” James said.
“Same to you Mr Nicholls”
“Good Evening James, Merry Christmas”, I said beaming as I came down the stairs.
“Merry Christmas my darling”, James replied with a big grin
“I shall show you to your room”, I said, turning round and going back up stairs.
As we walked along the landing, James took my hand and stopped.
He took me into his arms and kissed me deeply.
“I love when you do that” I said as we parted.
“Me to”
I opened the door and walked inside.
“Hope you like it” I said hopefully
“Did you do all this” he asked
“Yes, my sister is too young, and father has been busy getting things ready for tomorrow”.
“Well if my girl did all this for me, then I love it”.
James walked across the room, snatched me into his arms and kissed me again.
He ran his slender fingers up and down my back.
I felt his tongue in mouth.
“We can’t” I thought, as his hands stopped on my lower back. He pulled me so close to his body.
I pulled him closer to me, running my fingers through his blond hair.
“Now isn’t the time for this”, I said as we separated.
James looked at me confused.
“Oh no, don’t get me wrong darling, I want to, but not here, not now”.
“I understand”, he replied.
“We should head back down stairs2, I said, remove temptation”.
“Good idea”.
“Which is your room?”
“Down here”, I said. “This is mine.
I opened the door.
My room was very basic. White walls with a few pictures of my mother hanging on them.
We stood in the doorway.
James looked at me
“Perfect”, he said as he kissed my cheek.
I closed the door.
James turned me to look at him, “I love you so much Dawn”
“I love you to my Captain”.
“Does your father know about us?”
“I think he has figured it out”
“Maybe we should tell him over dinner, just to remove any doubt”.
“I agree”
After dinner, James and I were alone in the living room.
“When did you know you loved me?” I asked biting my lip.
“The second I looked into your eyes” James replied
“Your father seemed happy with our news”
“He approves James. A man with principles and a career, your all a father could want for his daughter.