Club Endless Fantasy

“I plan to spend every Christmas that I have left with you.” I lifted up. “I mean that. In fact, I’m hoping that you’re up for two Christmas dinners this year…”

“That’s tempting.” Elly nodded. “Especially if your grandmother is going to make dessert.”

“There will be more dessert options than you can try in one sitting; trust me.” I leaned forward and kissed her neck again.

“Okay.” She giggled. “Then I guess I’ll have to save room…”

“I know how we can work up an appetite.” I squeezed her thighs and pushed them apart.

“I think I like where this is going.” She exhaled sharply.

So do I—and I don’t just mean what we’re going to spend the entire day doing…

Epilogue

> Elly

One year later

“Okay, you have to open this one.” I walked up to Ian and put a box in his hand.

“How many presents did you buy me anyway?” He looked towards the tree.

“Don’t give me grief. You’re the one that made me like shopping for presents!” I smiled and sat down beside him.

“Yeah, blame it all on me.” He chuckled and opened the box. “Hold on, what is this?”

“I’m not going to be the only one that is wearing sexy underwear for Christmas this year.” I grinned as he pulled out a pair of satin boxer shorts that were lined with tinsel.

“There is no way I can wear these under my pants.” He gave the tinsel a flick with his finger and laughed. “I’ll leave a trail…”

“Don’t worry; you don’t have to wear them out of the bedroom.” I leaned against him. “I promise that mine has some tinsel too—it’s a matching set.”

“I don’t even want to know what store you found this in.” He put down his box and smiled.

“Okay, next present!” I hopped up and ran to the tree.

“You need to open one of yours first.” Ian stood up behind me.

“Which one should I pick?” I pushed a few of the boxes around. “This one is big…”

“I was thinking something smaller.” Ian cleared his throat. “A lot smaller, actually.”

“I don’t see any…” I turned to see a small square box in Ian’s hand, and then he dropped down on one knee. “Oh my god!”

“Well this one is smaller.” He opened the box. “But it means more than anything under that tree. Elly, will you marry me?”

“I… Uh…” I stumbled over my words for a second and finally found the one I was looking for. “Yes!”

Ian and I had an incredible year together, but the last thing I was expecting was a proposal on Christmas morning. My hand trembled when he put the ring on my finger. It was a perfect fit, and I stared at it over Ian’s shoulder when he pulled me in for a hug. I never thought I would see anything that gorgeous on my hand—nor did I ever think I would be engaged to someone as incredible as Ian.

“I love you, Elly.” He leaned back from our hug and smiled.

“I love you too…” I looked up at him, and if I could have smiled any wider, I would have.

“Alright, let’s open the rest of our presents. We have to get to your dad’s house for Christmas dinner—then back to my house for Christmas dinner part two.” He motioned to the tree.

“Do you think I can open any of those presents right now?” I shook my head back and forth. “All I want to do is stare at this ring!”