Take me to church|Jonathan T and Danielle C|

Christmas| chapter 24th

Stephanie's pov:

{Yes. I really did just add Christmas music in april. Listen to it. Listen. It'll make you V happy}

Tonight is Christmas. Right now is Christmas morning.
Smiling and waking up next to him. Looking over at the time reading 9:00 Am.
"Goodmorning" I hear a sleepy voice next to me.
Rolling over and seeing his hair made me giggle.
" What are you laughing at miss" he said grabbing me in a playful matter.

" Let's get up" I say getting excited. I just hear him laugh. Grabbing some tea and putting it on the stove.
" Thought you would be opening presents" he says playfully poking my hips making me bend over from being ticklish. "You evil person" I say taking some eggs that I was gonna cook and pop it on his head. By standing on a stool. He looks insulted. " That's it" he says and throws one on me. We had a 6 egg fight. Then we added some pepper and salt. Maybe some strawberries.

" I surrender" I say catching my breath from laughter.

" Ok give me 10 minutes. I need to take a shower."Considering he just needs a quicker one.
" I mean we could take one together" he says coming up and wrapping his arms around me.
Rolling my eyes and replying ok. He grinned like a little boy and pulled us to the bathroom.

"Now about these" he says starting to pull my shirt up. Helping him out there with his. We pulled it off. Leaving us both painfully having a upper half nude presence. Turning around and pulling off my sweats. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my shoulder. "Your beautiful Babe. Please don't look away" he says resting his chin on my shoulder. Breathing in and out. Smiling and pulling the rest of my hair out of my pony tail and sliding out of my underwear and walking towards the hot and ready shower. Leaving jon behind me.

He steps in and he really wants to wash my hair. Like really wants too. "Make sure you get out all of it. You wouldn't want a angry girlfriend with greasy hair on Christmas. Would you?" I say grinning. He laughs and shakes his head. He rinses out all of it. Both shampoo and conditioner. Now he does his hair considering I'm too short to reach his hair. " Now time for washing" he says pouring some of the tea and avocado body wash I have. Him micheaviously smiling and starts to put some on me. He starts to rub some on my stomach. Making me ticklish. " Enough of that" I say washing myself off smiling at him. He's in pain right now, I can tell. " Now for you" I say grabbing some men's body wash stuff. Rubbing it on him. Making sure I torture him. Finishing putting it on. Letting him wash it off. Putting my hair in the water once more and kissing him on the lips I was out. (How was that for your feels. )

Blow drying my hair with thick long hair is hard. Finishing that and my yoga pants and a glee° concert shirt from 2011. Popping down next to him. Kissing his cheek and pretending like I don't notice him. He lowers me onto my back and kisses me on the cheek then acts like he didn't notice me. Hmmm. "I get it" I say grabbing the present got him. "Here. I hope you like it" I say grinning. He opens it and finds a Marc Jacobs watch. He smiles and says "I love it. Thankyou" "Now for you" he says handing me one. Opening it and finding a limited edition marc Jacobs bag. "Thankyou I love it you wanna know what I love more" I say getting closer to him. "Let me guess. Me" he says grinning. "Nope. puppies" I say kissing his cheek and grabbing the next present.
"Well that's perfect" he says getting up and grabbing a box. I'm very confused. " Here" he says. Opening it and finding the cutest Irish setter. "How do you know" I ask. "Charles. He finally let me talk to ok him" "what should we name him" I ask. "Anything you want" he says rubbing it's head. "Boy or girl? Is it neutered" he replies "boy and yes" hm. " Sam or ryder" I ask. "I like ryder" he says gently rubbing his ears. Ryder nudged himself from my shirt to jon. He tries to bark but he can't. " Oh is mister big guy here annoying you?" I say in a baby voice. Which ryder returns with a yawn and settling his head in my shirt again. "How long was he in there" I ask. He replies "about 30 minutes.