“Yes, he won’t answer back.” She chuckled as he put the tray down then grabbed her close.
“No, then I’ll leave you in the capable hands of the snowman. Oh, right, I’m the only man who has ever blown your world.”
“You’re egotistical. Besides, I love you.”
“Don’t I know it.”
He leaned down kissing her. Her plump lips gave under his. He moaned, loving the feel of her against him.
Their sighs mingled together, and her hands circled his neck. Her br**sts pressed against him. All he wanted to do was push her against the wall and take her there and then.
“We can’t do anything,” she said.
Wayne groaned shaking his head. “We can. Just forget everything else.”
“We can’t, baby. We’ll be together tonight.”
“Promise,” he said.
“You can bet on it.” He kissed her one last time then took the tray of sweet treats out to the children. They crowded around him. Wayne didn’t know what had changed inside him. All he knew was he didn’t feel like he had anything else to prove to the world. Lily loved him for him. He was happy, and for the first time, he wouldn’t change a thing in his life. Lily had given him so much more than love and children. She’d given him a life he could enjoy. He looked forward to giving her the same kind of love and devotion.
Blake threw a snowball at him. Wayne laughed, reaching down to grab another handful of snow. He threw it back, and chaos ensued. Lily came out to join them. The fight had them all in fits of laughter. Wayne charged for his wife and tumbled her to the ground. They were laughing.
He kissed her and thrust his c**k against her.
She chuckled at him then put some snow down his jacket.
Wayne was happy.
****
Lily glanced down at her children unwrapping their Christmas presents. Wayne sat in the chaos of wrapping paper as he helped his son and daughter unwrap a present George had given them. Her father loved using cello tape. Most of his gifts were covered in an even layer of the stuff. She chuckled when they became frustrated and went for scissors. Her gift was upstairs in the bedroom for Wayne. It wasn’t anything extravagant, but she’d spent most of the year making it for him.
She went into the kitchen to check on the turkey and to grab some trash bags for the paper. Wayne was gathering the paper up when she returned. “They’re in the sitting room waiting for your morning muffins,” he said.
“How are you finding this?” she asked.
“Perfect. I can’t believe I was such a grouch for this time of year.” He cleaned up the mess then took her hand in his and walked her up the stairs. “I’ve got something to give you. It’s something I had specially made for you.”
Lily sat on the bed as he went to get his gift. He came back with two boxes. The first was a small velvet box. She opened it up to find an interlocked wedding band and engagement ring. On the inside of the ring was a message.
“Yours forever,” she said.
“I wanted to show you I’m in this for the long haul. These rings were a design idea I had, which is why I wanted you to get your ring size tested.”
“This is beautiful, Wayne.” She removed her wedding bands and replaced them with the delicate design of the one he’d given her. Lily loved the feel of it on her finger.
“I don’t want you to take it off, and when you ever doubt my affection, look down and know you own my heart.”
Tears sprang to her eyes. He looked so sweet and tender as he said the most beautiful words she’d heard.
“I hope they’re good tears,” he said.
“The best kind of tears.”
“Open this as well.”
The next box was velvet again and a long rectangular one. She opened the lid and found a gorgeous locket with a dragon design on the front.
“Open it,” he said.
She opened the lid and saw two beautiful pictures of him with their children. “Perfect.”
Lily wiped the tears from her eyes and then handed him her two wrapped parcels. She waited for him to open the presents she’d spent the best part of a year preparing. He opened the first one. She chewed her lip while she waited for him to make a noise of disgust or love.
It was a picture frame that he’d be able to fit on his desk at work. “I thought it would be nice for you to see us when you’re at work.”
“This is wonderful, Lily.” He leaned over and kissed her. She waited while he opened the next. The scrap book downstairs wasn’t the only one she was putting together.
“It’s a scrap book of memories but our memories as a couple.” He opened the page, and she saw the newspaper clippings she’d saved along with several photos or tickets of their time away.
“I thought we could spend the rest of our lives filling it in,” she said.
“I’d love that.”
“I know it’s not fancy or anything, but I thought it would be nice. Besides, what do you get the guy who has everything?”
He dropped the book onto the bed then pulled her into his arms. “We’ll make so many memories, we’ll need to fill several of those books.”
She felt his heart pounding inside his chest. Tears spilled from her eyes. She was so happy.
“I love you, Lily. I always have, and I always will.”
“I know, Wayne. I know.”
Epilogue
25 years later
Wayne woke Lily up on Christmas morning with kisses along her neck and back. He was making her laugh and giggle as he stroked her body. She was ticklish all over. She couldn’t believe they’d been together thirty-seven years. It was amazing and wonderful. The love shining between them was brighter than ever before.
He’d originally organised for them to go away for Christmas but had changed his mind when their children had asked for them to host Christmas. Lily had one of the largest turkeys she could find ready to roast in the oven. Their children were all grown up and had their own children. She loved the fact they still loved coming home for the festive season.
“Time to wake up, sleepy head,” he said.
“No, it’s Christmas morning. The rest of the family aren’t due till later.” She grabbed the pillow and buried her head in the pillow. Wayne took it off her. The years had been good to both of them. He turned her over.
His hair was grey all over, but she loved him more passionately than ever before. He’d given her so much love over the last thirty years. There were no regrets inside her. After that main Christmas twenty-five years ago, Wayne had spent every available moment with her. They’d filled not only the scrapbook of memories she’d given him over the last years they’d filled three more books. She’d given birth to two more children, and they’d renewed their vows.