Ava POV
* Mature content *
"I've never been so happy to have peace and quiet in my life," I sigh out in relief.
The clock above the T.V reads midnight, meaning I successfully kept Oakley away from Adam for a whopping six hours.
"I think I'm in a food coma," I add while rubbing a hand on my stomach to try and soothe the ache.
Once everyone shuffled out a few minutes ago, we both hobbled over to the closest surface and collapsed utterly exhausted. The need to walk into the kitchen and wash the overflowing sink full of dishes aching through my every thought.
I shift my eyes from the glimmering lights on the Christmas tree and let them rest on Oakley as he closes his eyes, letting the quiet Christmas music relax him. I can feel his fingers brushing through my loose curls as I let mysel
