Holy smokes

Chapter 16 - two weeks later

"God rest ye merry gentleman..." Christmas is quite literally hours away so Lacey and I are decorating the bunker with festive decorations while singing Christmas carols, "...let nothing you dismay." As my shoulder starts pulling, I put the bauble I was about to hang on the tree back on the table, rubbing my shoulder I look at Lacey,

"Do you think they will make it back?" I ask perching my butt on the table. Lacey picks up the baubles and passes them to Jack who has just come into the room,

"Of course, they will; Sammy promised he would get them back in time when I spoke to him earlier." Sitting at the table I start wrapping my gift for Dean,

"And he doesn't know what we are planning?"

"Not a clue. Jack can you put that up there please?" She says to him and points to the top of the tree for the angel. Gathering all the presents we start to place them under the tree when Lacey's phone vibrates, "they will be here just after eleven." She states looking at her phone. "So, you had better get ready." Nodding I head towards our room to put on the bright red camisole and matching dressing gown. Turning I look at myself in the mirror, my hair is now back to its natural dirty blonde colour although I did splurge to have some highlights put in. Making sure I'm decent I look at the clock by the bed and realise that the boys will be home soon; standing on the bed I place the last bit of decoration above it. Perfect. Walking back to the big foyer I lean back against the table, my ankles crossed. Lacey gives me a thumb up from the top of the stairs as the outer door starts to open,

"Hey Lacey what are you doing up here? Couldn't wait for Sammy to get back, could you?" Dean's voice sends shivers down my spine causing heat to pool at the junction between my legs.

"Yeah something like that. Hey honey." Lacey's voice drifts from the stairs as she starts leading Sam down; he looks up at me and smiles,

"Hey Arcadia." Before Lacey leads him off down the back corridor, looks like I'm not the only one who is going to get some action tonight. Turning my eyes back to the stairs I see Dean standing there his mouth wide open.

"Aren't you going to say something?" I ask nervously; suddenly he is running down the stairs and holding me in his arms. I reach my arms up around his neck and kiss him soundly. I squeal as he picks me up in his arms and carries me to our room before laying me on the bed, gazing down at me with passion in his eyes. Opening my arms, he immediately lays down beside me to carry on the assault to my senses. In no time at all we are both stripped bare and our bodies are joined intimately. As he moves slowly in me; my fingers trace the muscles along his back. Hearing the clock chime beside us I place my hands-on Dean's face and turn him to look at me.

"Merry Christmas Dean." He kisses me before the orgasm hits us both, causing us to both cry out in pleasure. As Dean is laying there with his head in my shoulder, his voice vibrates against me but the words are muffled. "What?" He lifts his head up and reaches into the pocket of his jeans,

"I said..." he gets up and pulls me into a sitting position before kneeling on the floor, "marry me?" Opening the box I see a petite band with an amethyst stone set in the middle of the band, "I can't promise to be husband of the year, in fact sometimes I may get on your nerves; but I promise you now I will love you for the rest of our days and beyond, I will protect both you and our unborn child with my last breath, as well as any more we have." He pauses and takes my hand in his, "I can't give you the white picket fence or the apple pie family but I will always provide for our family, even if it means giving up the hunting life." Smiling I place my hand on his cheek,

"I thought you didn't do chick flick moments." He blushes, his green eyes intensifying as they look at me. "Yes, I will marry you, but on one condition..." he starts to place the ring on my finger but looks back up at me with one eyebrow raised. "Don't ever change?" Smiling he kisses me before finally putting the ring on my finger and laying me back down on the bed for round two. I look above us and see the mistletoe hanging there...smiling I turn to kiss Dean back; I actually got my Christmas wish.