A Baumgartner Christmas

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she and Doc were married.
    “Wow.” That was all Daphne could
seem to say. “Wow. I mean… wow.”
    “Come on, it will be fun. Doc
can’t come for a few days, he has to work. It will just be me and you. Well,
and Doc’s parents. But we can go shopping and swimming and, hell, we can even
swim with dolphins if you want, I don’t care—”
    “Shut up,” Daphne replied,
laughing. “You had me at shopping.”
    “You’ll come?” Carrie’s heart
swelled, filling her throat.
    “Of course I’ll come! I told you
I’d jump at the chance. I’m jumping! This is the best Christmas gift ever. I so
need a break.”
    Carrie smiled at the phone. “Me
too.”
     
     

Chapter
Four
    “How many inches?” Carrie twisted
the phone cord around her finger, glancing at Daphne sitting on the sofa in the
living room. Her friend raised her eyebrows, grinning, and Carrie stifled a
laugh. “Oh Nan, I’m so sorry. When do they think flights will be going out of
Boston again?”
    “So how many inches?” Daphne used
her hands to denote the measurement. “Eight… ten…” The width between her hands
got wider, and wider still. “Twelve?”
    “Fifteen inches of snow is just
crazy,” Carrie agreed, snickering at the shocked look on her friend’s face, the
way her hands tried to take that huge measurement. “So they’re saying at least
a day? Maybe two?”
    “Did they get that kind of snow
in Michigan?” Daphne called.
    Carrie shook her head, answering
Nan. “No, Doc said it was all rain when it went through. They got wet, but no
snow… yep, he’ll be here… okay… and where is the Christmas tree stored?”
    Daphne got up and wandered into
the kitchen, pouring herself more wine while Nan peppered Carrie with
questions.
    “Oh, Nan, it’s no problem, Daphne
and I can decorate it before you all get here… yes, two boxes of presents were
delivered yesterday, and we got another notice on the door to pick up some more
today… oh, Daphne and I were shopping, so we were out… yes, the weather’s
gorgeous… I know, I know… seventy-seven today…”
    Carrie answered her
mother-in-law, watching Daphne wander around the living room in her black
bikini. They’d gone swimming after their shopping trip. Carrie’s hair was wet,
her white bikini bottoms still damp.
    “So?” Daphne looked at Carrie as
she hung up the phone.”Looks like we’re decorating a Christmas tree?”
    She nodded. “Looks that way.”
    “Well, let’s get our tinsel on!”
    The girls went into the storage
closet under the stairs and got the artificial tree out, putting it together
branch by branch. Nan’s taste in decorations tended toward the tasteful, so the
lights were white and blue, as were all the ornaments. By the time they were
stringing the white and silver garland, it was around dinner time.
    “We’ll have it all decorated by
the time Doc gets here,” Carrie said proudly, watching Daphne stretching to put
the white star on the top of the tree. She was still in her bikini and it
hugged her ass snugly, showing off her curves in all the right places.
    “His flight comes in tonight?”
Daphne stepped down from the stool and stood back, hands on her hips, red head
cocked.
    “Yep.”
    Daphne picked up her glass of
wine, taking a sip. They’d been drinking all afternoon. “Are we picking him up
at the airport?”
    “He’s taking a shuttle,” Carrie
replied. “He doesn’t like me driving at night.”
    “He’s so overprotective.” Her
friend laughed, rolling her eyes. But then she smiled. “Must be nice.”
    “Are you hungry?” Carrie asked.
They’d gone shopping that morning to stock the refrigerator and it was full of
food.
    Daphne’s eyes lit up. “Do we have
any of those little chocolate cashews?”
    “Such a healthy dinner!” Carrie
got them from the top of the refrigerator, opening the canister and handing it
over as she came into the living room.
    Daphne popped one into her mouth,
sucking happily. “God, these are so

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