What better gift for Amber than to wake up Christmas morning in Michael"s arms?
“Good morning…” said Amber with a bright smile on her face.
“Good morning…” Michael kissed his beautiful Amber on the forehead. “And Merry Christmas!”
Michael did his usual routine of venturing downstairs into the kitchen to brew coffee. Amber"s routine was slightly different than in previous mornings as she would now peak into Trista"s bedroom to check if her daughter was sleeping. With the child in dreamland, Amber decided to get a jump start on Paulette, who was already awake and eager for her daily email from Todd. But this was Christmas morning, a time to open presents and enjoy whatever special breakfast Amber was going to make for the holiday. Such are the grueling moments that a young lady must endur
