Melting Ice

Chapter 63

The smell of cinnamon and mince pies make its way into my freckled nose. Then I realise it's Christmas! It's been a week since the wedding and we still can't believe it, our life has been as good as it can get. For Christmas, we, Cato, Kayla, both our parents, Jay, Carla, Isabelle, Cane and I travelled down to district 7 for a few days. The lead up to this Christmas has been magical, loads of snow fights, open fires and, of course, hot chocolate. Our marriage has seemed to tie up any loose ends into a big bow. But then there is the baby and I'm terrified of her being like Brianna. Every parent wants their child to be intelligent but now... Let's just say that I'm going to live in the present.
"Merry Christmas", Cato's sleepy voice says. He sits up, his hair all ruffled, his abs on show.
"Merry Christmas Cato", I reply, running me fingers through his soft blond hair.
"What, you don't like my hair?", Cato's laughs, messing up my own messy bun.
"Hey! Stop it!".
"Okay, okay. Present time!", Cato announces, reaching down to pull up a pile of wrapped presents.
"I thought we were opening them down stairs?".
"I want to see you open them now, alone".
"Oh no", I mumble, expecting the worse, "I never knew you could wrap".
"We all have talents Clovers". I carefully untie the ribbon, then the paper which reveals a box. Inside this beautifully wrapped box is something naughty and something nice. A camera, which is clearly expensive, is inside along with a navy blue push up bra with white birds and lace.
"Charming", I laugh.
"I think you'd look good in it".
"Be careful, you might be on the naughty list...".
"Oh Clovers, I think we already know what list im on". Cato caresses my cheek and neck, leaning in until our lips are millimetres away.
"I don't think so", I say playfully turning my head away, "Thanks for the bra though".
"You welcome. I got you more", he informs, pulling out another three boxes.
"You didn't have to Cato", I say quietly.
"You deserve it, open them!". I don't object as I discover what is inside: a beautiful white silk dress with a unique flowers pattern in cream.
"It's beautiful!", I exclaim, throwing my arms around him, "I love it. I shall wear it today". Inside the final box is a beautifully decorated box with cinnamon smelling body lotion and shower cream in cute matching bottles, "These smell amazing! I love you so so much". We share a Christmas kiss, entwined in each other's arms. "These are yours", I say, handing him his presents, wrapped as nicely as I could. First, he opens the watch.
"Is this gold?".
I bite my lip and nod my head, "Do you like it?".
"Like it? I love it Clovers!". Then, it's the body products that he has been hinting towards for months on end.
"How did you know it's what I wanted?", he jokes. Finally, Cato opens the leather shoes.
"Your clearly telepathic Clovers".
I laugh, "Now, how about another Christmas kiss...".

There is literally about 3 chapters left...