24th of December. Cyra always spent special Christmas with family, now with Tucker who she seduced consistently. But the guy seemed to be platonic. She tried stripping in front of him but he turned back quickly like he always did. This time, she wanted something to happen to them but the guy is old fashion. It's hard to do it.
"Few more days," Tucker said.
"You are actually counting the days, huh? Are you that excited to leave me?"
"Not really," he said as he sipped on his coffee.
"I heard that your ex-fiancee contacted your family."
"No one in my family could contact me," Tucker mumbled as he peered at the lawn where they were playing soccer.
"Well," She shrugged. "What did she say?"
"Since when do you care about such a thing?" he grinned at her.
"Since when I claim you."
"You know that I am not a thing to claim," Tucker said softly.
"Just give it to me." She said as she sipped on her tea gracefully.
