Best Christmas Gift

Lois came down the stairs almost at a sprint but she stopped at the landing (where the stairs carried on into the kitchen or turned left in to the living room) to watch her handsome husband careful arranging the decorations on the beautiful 7ft Christmas tree. The room and the tree were tastefully decorated with unique ornaments Clark had acquired during his travels around the world. Lois took a deep breath and got the scent of cinnamon and pine.
Lois smiled as Clark rearranged the gifts under the tree that he had lovingly wrapped all of them himself it was five days ‘til Christmas but he had been organized since Thanks Giving. Lois still had all hers to wrap and something special to get for Clark. But she was maybe not as organized as she would like but she had learnt to go with the flow and enjoy it (Something that Clark had taught her)
She looked at the tree a gain her eye was caught by her three favourite decorations the simple but beautiful star that Clark had given her their second Christmas together and had pride of place on the top their fifth Christmas and two bulbous one a shiny pastel pink the other a shiny pastel blue both had writing in silver glitter the pink read ‘To Lois Merry Christmas love Clark’ and the blue one read ‘To Clark Merry Christmas love Lois’
Lois recalled last year they had decorated the tree and then handed each other the small boxes (that they kept to store them in.) and opened them at the same time and gaped at them amazed how much they thought alike and made the knowledge that they were truly sole mates stronger.
Lois continued to stare at these two ornaments while chewing on her bottom lip the looked at the clock

<<If I left now I could catch the stores be fore they closed.>> She thought.

“Clark.” She said as she jogged down the last five stairs and pulled on her coat.

“Mmm?” Was the reply she got from him as he continued to fiddle with the tree.

“I’m just popping out there’s some things I need to get.”

“Do you want me to come with you?”

“No, no you carry on playing with the tree.” She winked at his as she grabbed her purse and the keys to the jeep. She heard him snort and mutter something that sounded like ‘Playing! Not playing.’ She grinned all the way to the Jeep.

***

Lois smiled at the sales man and thanked as he handed her the gift bag. Lois took it and felt her heart race with excitement as she got into the jeep and drove home she couldn’t wait for Clark to open it.

***

She returned home to find Clark sat on the sofa admiring his handy work and the grin that she was sure was going to be permanent broadened.

“I’m back.” She said taking off her coat and hanging it on the coat tree then walked over to him and sat next to him on the sofa placing the bag on the coffee table.

‘Did you get everything you needed?’ He asked Lois nodded and looked at the tree and gifts expertly arranged under it.

“Tree looks good.” She said and moved to sit on his lap. His right arm went around her waist while his left hand caressed her knee.

“Yeah.” He said as he began kissing neck. “I…noticed…there’s…nothing… under…there…for…me…yet!” Each word was punctured by a kiss then smiled against her neck and whispered in her ear. “But then Santa doesn’t come for another five nights.” He then began kissing and sucking her earlobe.

‘Mmm…I…don’t…think…ohgod…that…Santa…oh that feels good…will…be
…paying…you…a…visit…this…year.’ She struggled to form the sentence with the attention he was paying her ear and his hand wandering slowly up her thigh.

“Oh really! Why?”

“Because you’ve been a naughty boy this.”

“Humm howzat.”

“You’ve got me into trouble.”

“I think my sweet I’ve gotten you out of trouble more times than I can remember.”

“No!” She shook her head and reached for the bag. “Here this will explain.” He looked at her then took the bag wondering what game she was playing.

“OK!” He opened the bag and removed the white tissue paper and found a white glass bulbous with silver glittery writing that read ‘To’ then a space for a name to be added ‘Merry Christmas love Mommy and Daddy’ Clark seemed to stare at it for an eternity.

“Clark?”

“Huh?” He looked at her open mouthed. “Lois are you trying to tell me that you’re…”

“Pregnant.” She finished for him and smiled.

“I’m going to be a daddy?” He asked her when she nodded he jumped up taking her with him and spun her around yelling. “I’M GOING TO BE A DADDY!”

“Clark put me down you daft fool.” She giggled he laid her on the sofa and laid over her take his weight on his forearms she put her hands either side of his face and looked into the two pools of chocolate that shone with love. “You happy I know we didn’t plan this?”

“Oh sweetheart I couldn’t get any happier. This is the best Christmas gift.” He Leaned down and kissed her. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

***

Epilogue

One year later.

Clark is holding a three-month-old baby with jet-black hair and big brown eyes. He hooks a silver bulbous on to her chubby little fist and helps her hang it on the tree it spins and the message reads ‘To Holly Merry Christmas love Mommy and Daddy’.

“There we are princess.” He whispered and kissed her head.

“Hey all done?” Lois asked as she came down the stairs where she had watched the scene.

“Yeah tree’s all done isn’t?” Clark asked his daughter and was answered by a gurgle and a real little laugh. “Hey you laughing at me all ready. What took you so long?”

“Come on it’s time for you to be in bed.” Lois said softly as she took the baby from Clark and received a smile of her own. “Because there’s only 13 more sleeps until Santa comes and I know one little girl who’s been really good.” Clark smiled watching Lois with their daughter made his heart swell and he wondered how she could ever doubt her skills as a mother she was so relaxed and natural with her.

“Honey you do know that she too young to understand all this?”

“Err who’s the one that has been reading her ‘The Night Before Christmas’ and ‘How The Grinch Stole Christmas’ every night since Thanks Giving.”

“Guilty.” He raised his hand and smiled shyly

“Well come on we want our bed time story. Don’t we?” The baby gave another gurgle and the three of them went upstairs.

THE END


Thanks for the love
Thanks for the guidance
Thanks for the TARTAN PRIDE HA!

Can't Stop Me Now - Rod Stewart - Time 2013