Jay walked downstairs, peeking into the kitchen. Fiona was running around in a panic, trying to do ten things at once.
“Fi, it’s okay,” he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards him. “You’re doing great.”
“I know, Jay, I know. It’s just…it’s our first Christmas together and your whole family is coming over tonight for Christmas Eve and I have to cook and,” she put a finger to his lips to keep him from interrupting, “- I know your mother is bringing over a few things but still - and I just want them all to like me and I hope I don’t screw this whole thing up.”
“Woah,” Jay murmured, rubbing her back gently. “Fiona, breathe. I’m sorry this happened. I really didn’t think that everyone would want to come over. They usually go over to my Uncle’s house. I figured I would invite my mum and dad and everything would be simple. But it’s going to be just fine. What can I do to help?”
Fiona looked around the kitchen, “Actually, nothing. Everything is either cooking or waiting to be cooked. I…I actually can’t do anything either right now.”
He smiled at her and kissed her cheek. “Breathe, baby. Everything looks good. Sit down,” he said, leading her over to a seat at the counter.
He walked over to the wine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of red. He poured them each a glass and handed her one. She smiled at him, took a deep breath, and took a sip of wine. She seemed more relaxed finally.
“How many people are coming total?” she asked quietly.
“14,” he replied, squeezing her hand.
She leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder. “I really hope they like everything. I…I really hope they like me.”
“They’ll love you, baby. I know they will. And everything will be incredible.”
She smiled and nuzzled his neck. She was taking another sip of wine when the doorbell rang. She visibly jumped and Jay chuckled and rubbed her shoulder.
“Breathe,” he whispered in her ear, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the door.
They opened the door and Jay’s mother stormed in, carrying two pies and a bag of other food. She set everything down on the table by the door.
“My baby!!!” she said, hugging Jay tight as he laughed.
“And my other baby!! You look so beautiful, darling,” she said to Fiona, wrapping her arms around her tightly.
“Hi, Mrs. McGuiness,” Fiona said with a big smile. Maybe tonight wouldn’t be too bad…