Merry Christmas 🎄🎁 everybody!!

I don't care if it's not Christmas cause it's my favorite holiday 😏

What's your favorite holiday?

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Mike lets out a sigh of relief. -"We finally did it guys. Let's show everything to the boss"- he carefully organizes the papers. -"The graphs are missing! Does any of you have them?"- I immediately stand up and go downstairs to get them.

Why am I so absent-minded!

"Run Lina run"- they say in unison.

I rush hoping nobody took them, this is so embarrassing!

Suddenly, I step on something that makes me lose balance. I try to grab the staircase rail, but unfortunately it's slippery. -"AAAAAAA"- the only thing that comes to mind is protecting my head and hoping nothing serious happens...

Finally, I stop rolling. I've fallen down the stairs before but never for such a long time!

I feel a strange pain in my ankle, with each second it intensifies. -"Shit!"- I have a dislocated ankle, I've never felt so much pain in my life!

"Lina fractured her ankle!"- shouts Carol. 

"AAAA"- tears are rolling down my face.

"Give me the medical tape"- John carefully bends my broken ankle. -"Calm down. Inhale, exhale, inhale,..."- I breathe slowly and start thinking more clearly. 

"Thanks John"- he winks at me.

"Lina! What happened?"- I turn my head to see my handsome man, my Prince Charming, my living miracle.

"She broke her ankle, we have to take her to the doctor as soon as possible"

 "I saw a hospital nearby, I'll take her"- I give him a smile and he returns it. He's my hero.

"The graphs!"

"Don't worry, Carol already has them. Breathe with me again. Inhale, exhale, inhale,..."

Right after John finishes bending my broken bone, Jordan puts one arm under my knees and wraps my back with the other. I sigh of relief as he lifts me up slowly. -"Please let us know how everything goes"- says Mike. 

"I will. Thanks for everything"

"T-thank you Jordan"

 "No need to thank me. This is nothing compared to all you did for me"- I clench my fists and sigh with pain as I feel the hundredth tear rolling down. 

"It hurts a lot"- I snivel.

"I hope I get a not-very-bad diagnosis"- I softly tug his shirt and rest my cheek under his shoulder while he's carrying me. 

"It doesn't matter the pain you are feeling nor what the doctors will say. You have a celestial doctor that will give you VIP treatment for this injury. And I guarantee it's the best!"- we both chuckle. He's right, we have a powerful God that can cure any disease!

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"So, how's my cooking?"

 "Exquisite"- he laughs.

"How's Justin doing?"

 "He's good. By the way, Valentina is pregnant"

 "Wow. They really like kids"

 "I know. Five kids are too much!"- he finishes his Subway sandwich and takes some dishes to the dishwasher.

Sometimes I wonder if we'll have kids, and if we do how many?

"We should have kids someday"- I see him with a wide grin. 

"Alright. We'll have after I recover from this"- his face turns pale and he almost drops the dishes he is carrying. I laugh.

"I'd love to have children. But I think we should have a dog first. You know, to be better prepared?"

 "Ok. That would be a great gift for Christmas"

 "That would be the perfect gift for Christmas"

He sits beside me and gently strokes my thigh, his eyes looking directly at mine. -"So, we'll have one dog and two children"

 "Or three children"

 "Or two dogs and one child"

 "Or just two kids"- I reply. -"I think we should pray about it"- I kiss his cheek. 

"I'll bring the Bible"- he gets up and rushes upstairs.

Living with him is a dream come true. I wonder what would be like to raise kids, it's very hard to imagine myself being a mother...