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.”“Hardware’s the brains of a system; you know that.” Shawn muffled a laugh against Rob’s chest when Rob poked him in the ribs.“Wait until I make you wash the dishes after Christmas dinner tomorrow; then decide if you want to thank me.”“We’re doing Christmas dinner too?”Shawn nodded and nuzzled the point of Rob’s shoulder.“Yep.Turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, baby peas, and pumpkin pie for dessert.”“Wow.I don’t know what to say.”“How about Merry Christmas?”Rob laughed, but the fingers brushing against Shawn’s upper back felt tentative, and his tone confirmed it.“Shawn, I didn’t do anything this special for you for Christmas.I mean, I got you presents, but not like…this.”Shawn propped himself up on Rob’s chest, his chin resting on crossed hands so he could look him in the eye.“I know.I don’t mind.We’re in this together, right? No one’s keeping score.Someday I’ll need something, or you’ll have a fantastic idea, and you’ll get to surprise me.Or maybe you won’t, and you’ll just go on being you.” He smiled and ran his thumb over Rob’s lower lip.“That’s plenty wonderful for me.I’m pretty lucky just having you.And I enjoyed every minute of planning this and imagining how you’d react.” He laid his head down, cheek pressed against the back of his hand.“Of course, if you want to go into work and brag about how awesome I am, I won’t complain.”Rob stroked the backs of his fingers down Shawn’s cheek.“I’ll take out an ad in the paper, if you like.”“It’s three hundred dollars a day for a full-page spread.” Shawn yelped as Rob’s fingers found that ticklish spot under his arm.He tried to escape but was quickly pinned and kissed into submission.Shawn would have enjoyed spending the whole night like that, not doing much more than holding Rob, with an occasional foray into more erotic territory, but he had one more cat to pull out of his bag.If his nerves didn’t get the better of him.So he wiggled against Rob and indulged in a few more kisses but then squirmed away.“There’s one more present tonight.”Rob flopped onto his back and laced his fingers behind his head.“At this rate, we’ll have them all open before morning.”“Just one more.” Shawn smiled and ran a finger across Rob’s mouth, then laughed as Rob tried to bite it.“But it’s an important one.”“Well, just don’t take too long.”“I won’t.” Shawn crawled to the end of the bed, ignoring the wolf whistle behind him, and hung over the edge, feeling for the gift he’d placed just there yesterday afternoon.When he sat up, he held a large, flat box in his hand.“Here.It’s from Mom.”Rob took it with an uncertain air.“Your mom sent me a present?” He shook it carefully, his expression perking up as he heard the hiss and bump of something heavy shifting inside.“It’s kind of for both of us, but I’d like you to open it.I’m pretty sure I know what it is.” Shawn turned on the bedside lamp and sat down next to Rob, hugging his knees to his chest.He laughed when Rob tore the paper off with his usual verve and tossed it onto the floor without a second thought.I’d be picking up his dirty socks on a daily basis, I bet.Well, he figured he could do that.For Rob.His boyfriend’s gasp of astonishment yanked him out of his cozy domestic fantasy.“It’s incredible,” Rob exclaimed.With exquisite care, he reached into the box and lifted out the stained-glass tree topper.An iridescent globe formed the center of the ornament, marred only by the small lightbulb that perched at its base.Silver solder outlined a dozen long, narrow triangles of gold glass that spun out around the globe.A long spiral of heavy wire curled out from the bottom, for fixing the topper on a Christmas tree.“It’s…it’s… Why?”Shawn reached out to stroke a finger down one arm of the star.“It’s a tradition.When a couple gets together in our family, and it looks like it’s getting serious, Mom gives them a tree topper for their first real Christmas together.I wondered which she’d send us.Sometimes it’s an angel.I like this one, though.”Rob looked up at him, wearing a confused expression.“What do you mean, you wondered?”“She’s been asking some pretty probing questions.Let’s go put that up on the tree first, and then I’ll explain.”Out in the main room of the cabin, Shawn snagged one of the kitchen chairs and pulled it up next to the tree.“Maybe you should put it up there.You’re taller.”Rob snorted.“You just don’t want to catch your junk on the branches.”“That too.”With a sigh, Rob said, “Give me a second to throw on a pair of pants.”“No, wait.Grab my jacket [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.”“Hardware’s the brains of a system; you know that.” Shawn muffled a laugh against Rob’s chest when Rob poked him in the ribs.“Wait until I make you wash the dishes after Christmas dinner tomorrow; then decide if you want to thank me.”“We’re doing Christmas dinner too?”Shawn nodded and nuzzled the point of Rob’s shoulder.“Yep.Turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, baby peas, and pumpkin pie for dessert.”“Wow.I don’t know what to say.”“How about Merry Christmas?”Rob laughed, but the fingers brushing against Shawn’s upper back felt tentative, and his tone confirmed it.“Shawn, I didn’t do anything this special for you for Christmas.I mean, I got you presents, but not like…this.”Shawn propped himself up on Rob’s chest, his chin resting on crossed hands so he could look him in the eye.“I know.I don’t mind.We’re in this together, right? No one’s keeping score.Someday I’ll need something, or you’ll have a fantastic idea, and you’ll get to surprise me.Or maybe you won’t, and you’ll just go on being you.” He smiled and ran his thumb over Rob’s lower lip.“That’s plenty wonderful for me.I’m pretty lucky just having you.And I enjoyed every minute of planning this and imagining how you’d react.” He laid his head down, cheek pressed against the back of his hand.“Of course, if you want to go into work and brag about how awesome I am, I won’t complain.”Rob stroked the backs of his fingers down Shawn’s cheek.“I’ll take out an ad in the paper, if you like.”“It’s three hundred dollars a day for a full-page spread.” Shawn yelped as Rob’s fingers found that ticklish spot under his arm.He tried to escape but was quickly pinned and kissed into submission.Shawn would have enjoyed spending the whole night like that, not doing much more than holding Rob, with an occasional foray into more erotic territory, but he had one more cat to pull out of his bag.If his nerves didn’t get the better of him.So he wiggled against Rob and indulged in a few more kisses but then squirmed away.“There’s one more present tonight.”Rob flopped onto his back and laced his fingers behind his head.“At this rate, we’ll have them all open before morning.”“Just one more.” Shawn smiled and ran a finger across Rob’s mouth, then laughed as Rob tried to bite it.“But it’s an important one.”“Well, just don’t take too long.”“I won’t.” Shawn crawled to the end of the bed, ignoring the wolf whistle behind him, and hung over the edge, feeling for the gift he’d placed just there yesterday afternoon.When he sat up, he held a large, flat box in his hand.“Here.It’s from Mom.”Rob took it with an uncertain air.“Your mom sent me a present?” He shook it carefully, his expression perking up as he heard the hiss and bump of something heavy shifting inside.“It’s kind of for both of us, but I’d like you to open it.I’m pretty sure I know what it is.” Shawn turned on the bedside lamp and sat down next to Rob, hugging his knees to his chest.He laughed when Rob tore the paper off with his usual verve and tossed it onto the floor without a second thought.I’d be picking up his dirty socks on a daily basis, I bet.Well, he figured he could do that.For Rob.His boyfriend’s gasp of astonishment yanked him out of his cozy domestic fantasy.“It’s incredible,” Rob exclaimed.With exquisite care, he reached into the box and lifted out the stained-glass tree topper.An iridescent globe formed the center of the ornament, marred only by the small lightbulb that perched at its base.Silver solder outlined a dozen long, narrow triangles of gold glass that spun out around the globe.A long spiral of heavy wire curled out from the bottom, for fixing the topper on a Christmas tree.“It’s…it’s… Why?”Shawn reached out to stroke a finger down one arm of the star.“It’s a tradition.When a couple gets together in our family, and it looks like it’s getting serious, Mom gives them a tree topper for their first real Christmas together.I wondered which she’d send us.Sometimes it’s an angel.I like this one, though.”Rob looked up at him, wearing a confused expression.“What do you mean, you wondered?”“She’s been asking some pretty probing questions.Let’s go put that up on the tree first, and then I’ll explain.”Out in the main room of the cabin, Shawn snagged one of the kitchen chairs and pulled it up next to the tree.“Maybe you should put it up there.You’re taller.”Rob snorted.“You just don’t want to catch your junk on the branches.”“That too.”With a sigh, Rob said, “Give me a second to throw on a pair of pants.”“No, wait.Grab my jacket [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]