Can't Fight This Feeling.

Don't Save It All For Christmas Day.

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She’s staring at him dressed up as Santa, her heart completely melted. Even though they have been together for a couple of years already, she still couldn’t believe she was his, and he was hers. She couldn’t ask for more.

He told the names of everyone in the family, hugging the kids as he laughed with a strong Ho ho ho, the kids completely excited, jumping around him.

She smiles, she knew she had the partner, and she couldn’t wait to be alone with him.

"You're surprisingly quiet tonight" he whispers on her ear as he hugs her from behind, back on his normal clothes "I'm just tired, it was a long day" she mutters as she makes herself comfortable in his arms. "What do you say if we head home?" "Perfect".

"Cel wake up, we're home" he whispers softly caressing her cheek, he helps her get out the car and carries her inside the house.

Softly placing her in the bed, he takes her dress slowly and covers her with a blanket. "Sleep tight mom amour" he whispers kissing her head before stripping out of his clothes and laying besides her.

The next morning when she wakes up he's not there with her, but in his side of the bed there was a red jewelry box with a white now on top, she reads the little note.

“Good morning beautiful, you fell asleep before I could give you your present, Merry Christmas mon amour XX..." She opens the box and there was a gorgeous diamond necklace with matching earrings, she was speechless.

She puts his shirt and goes downstairs, he's in the kitchen drinking his coffee. She comes closer and hugs him from behind.

"I love my gift sorry I fell asleep before you could have given it to me" she apologizes "you have been so sleepy lately" he says. And she just shrugs her shoulders.

"Now it's my turn" she says and gives him a little white box, he shakes it softly trying to guess what's inside.

“What could it be?" He says untying the ribbon, and when he opens the box he can't believe what he is seeing, he looks at her speechless and then looks down again.

“Really?" He asks her and she simply smiles and nods her head. A tear rolling down his cheek. “I... I just...” he mutters, softly placing his hands on her cheeks.

“We are really getting...” he says but he stops mid sentence. “A baby?” She asks with tears eyes. “Really” she nods and he kisses her.

“You see that little stain there, that’s our baby” she whispers pointing the ultrasound in his hand. He softly caresses her flat stomach.

He’s so happy, and scared at the same time, he doesn’t want to spin her around the room and then see her heartbroken.

“I should have gone with you” he says pointing the ultrasound. “I was scared... and wanted to be sure before telling you” she whispers.

He softly kisses her. “So what do you say if we keep this little one as our little secret?” She asks and he can clearly see she’s worried and scared.

“Tout va être correct mon amour” he whispers hugging her tightly. “We are having a baby” she whispers again, resting her forehead on his.

He softly kisses her. “We are” he whispers between her lips and she softly moans. She grabs the neck of his shirt pulling him closer to her.

“So this is the reason why you wanted me so badly?” He asks with a mischievous smile making her laugh.

"I always want you" she says kissing him again "but this might have something to do with it too"  she laughs softly, but her laugh morph into a soft moan when he presses her body against his.

His hard erection against her hip. "Now?" He asks her and she locks her arms behind his head, bringing him down to kiss him properly. She pushes her hip against his "Does that respond your question?" She mutters between kisses.

René lifts her and carries her to their bedroom, they spent the rest of the morning making sweet love, saying over and over again how much they loved each other.

"How far along are you?" He asks caressing her stomach softly, "Two and a half months" she says placing her hand over his.

“Why?” She asks resting her head on his chest. “I’m calculating how long I’ll have you this needy” he caresses her behind making her laugh. “I’m kidding”.

“The wedding, we should move it a little bit closer” he says and softly turns around leaving her lying on the mattress and him on top of her. “What?” She asks smiling.

“I just can’t wait to see you dressed as my bride” he kisses her. “And I just imagined you with a little belly, because of my child” he whispers, and now she’s the one that has tears falling down on her cheeks.

"What if..." She starts saying but he cuts her immediately "Nothing bad will happen, I promise you" he says even if they both know that it wasn't something they could control, but for now she choose to believe him "I love you" he tells her as he thrust into her softly, making her forget her worries at least for a moment.

"What do you think of January 10th?" she asks while they are having lunch "as long as you're marrying me, I don't care about anything else" he says making her heart melt even more for him.

“That way my belly won't be showing and we can keep the secret to ourselves a little bit longer" she says smiling.

“Sounds perfect for me” he mutters. “I’ll make the calls so everything’s ready” he says holding her hand. And she knew she couldn’t have a better partner, future husband and father for her child.

“I can...” she starts saying but he stares at her. “You are staying here, until everything is ready” he says pecking her lips softly in his mouth.

“I don’t have a voice on that one right?” She asks. “Exactly” he grabs her empty plate and brings it to the dishwasher.

“Are you sure you want to make it this way?” She asks, he softly walks towards her. “People will notice something’s going on if we marry in a hurry” she says.

“And it’s so close...” he softly kneels next to her, his hand on her stomach, the other one playing with her hair. “Celine, for once in my life, I don’t care what people knows” he says making her smile, because she always knew how important public opinion was to him.

“I’m getting the girl and she’s carrying my child. I can’t ask for more” he whispers. “And that way we will be honeymooning on my birthday” he winks at her, he couldn’t be cute for a long time, and she loved that from him.

“I love you” she whispers. “But I can make some calls from bed if you need to” she says, not giving up on preparing her wedding with him.