“Johnny.” u shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some chocolate sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with spek and chocolate sauce.” u say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the bed in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the chocolate sauce!” u yell after him as u rub your belly.
“Hmmm… Merry Christmas.” u mumble.
“I got all of Danny’s presents under the tree.” He says, snuggling down into the bed a little more.
“Did u remember the football?” u ask.
“Yeah, I remembered that. It’s the best gift.” He smiles. “He’ll love it.”
“Yeah…” u mumble.
“Before u fall back asleep, I have a present for you.” He whispers to you.
“Mhmm?”
He leans over you, tonen u a black box.
u open it, to see the most beautiful necklace.
“It was my mom’s.” he mutters. “I thought you’d like it.”
“I love it.”
“Merry Christmas, honey.”
