“Alright, well, I’m gonna head on out to the barn with everyone else. I’ll keep one ear open for more screaming in case you need me.”
With a nod, he disappears down the hallway, and I go back to cuddling my wife.
“After I fuck the hell out of you in front of the Christmas tree when the movie is over, we should bundle up, head outside, and go dashing through the—”
“No,” Tess stops me.
I let out a big sigh, and she pulls her head back from my shoulder, narrowing her eyes at me when I push my bottom lip out.
“Fine!” she finally relents after a few seconds with a roll of her eyes, as I start bouncing up and down on the couch next to her. “But only for a little bit, and you have to wear a hat and a scarf this time.”
And I will. Because I love it when Tess orders me around.
Totally gets my dick hard.
“You’re gonna be the best mom ever.”
“Fuck off,” Tess mutters, but I see a big smile come across her face before she rests her head back on my shoulder.
“If you reach under the pillow by your arm, there might be a small Christmas Eve present in there for you as well,” Tess says nonchalantly.
Sliding my hand under the pillow, I pull out a folded piece of paper shoved between the arm of the couch and the cushions, shaking it out to unfold it with one hand.
“It’s not Ten guys named Lord leaping over something, like, really tall, as per your Christmas list of necessities, but I thought this would be just as good,” Tess informs me when I finally finish reading the paper and turn to look at my wife with the biggest smile on my face, knowing I made the best decision ever to stay in one place with this woman.
“Baby! You bought a small plot of land in Scotland for $195 so I could officially become Lord Bodhi Armbruster of Tess Powell Manor?”
“I’ll send them an email and have the official deed updated with your married name,” Tess reassures me as she snuggles deeper into my side.
Tucking my lordship paperwork into the back pocket of my shorts, I kiss the top of Tess’s head and smile when she starts singing along to “Oogie Boogie’s Song.”
Yep. Best Christmas Eve. Ever.
With many, many more to come.
The End