The world was covered in an enchanted blanket of pale white icy flecks. The world was at slumber, cheery sparkling Christmas lights flashed invitingly, announcing the arrival of Christmas.
The Bongiovi mansion was a noisy place to be, a humungous Christmas tree stood proudly in the lounge, torn wrapping paper strewn all over the place.
It was full house again today. Everyone was present and the special meaning of Christmas touched each heart as they all came together in union.
It was a long, eventful year for them all. Some moments were exciting, some painful yet all was impossible to forget. Every little action had paved the way to where they all were today.
“Dinner is served!” Megan called.
Richie and Jaden came galloping into the dining room first, Richie’s brow damp with perspiration.
Hell he was sweating like a race horse and it was snowing outside!
A santa hat hung over the back of each chair, grinning foolishly he picked it up between two fingers.
“You want me to where this?”
“That or no dinner..you choose buster!”
The hat was slung over his head in seconds, Megan giggled as one eye peek from underneath dark bangs.
“Oh! Let me get that! How do you ever manage to dress yourself huh?” She stood on tippy toes as she brushed the hair under the hat.
“Very carefully honey… I’m actually better at the undressing part.”
The rest of the entourage came strolling in.
Carol flicked a humorous brow at the hat. John was already slipping into his….mimicking the deep laugh of Santa Claus to the tee.
Slapping his dad on the shoulder he laughed.
“Thanks for the try dad, but isn’t Santa a bit more uuh well rounded in this area?” he poked at the flat belly.
“Son, if I keep coming here and eating Megan’s cooking, I’ll be Santa this time next year.” He winked , he always knew how to compliment a lady.
Megan’s parents settled in opposite the Bongiovi parents, their hats on and their stomachs ready for whatever Megan had concocted.
Jon placed Ashley into her feeding chair, smiling as the little hands grabbed for the tiny spoon, her face lit up as she realized food was on the way. She was a chubby little angel with head full of dark curly hair and the brightest blue eyes you have ever seen.
Jaden nudged at Richie, he never gave the man a second of peace. They bantered like two brothers, just a pity the one was more than half the other one’s age.
“You two! Stop playing and eat!” Megan’s mock stare didn’t help much.
“Yeeees, ma.” Twin voices sing songed together
After a mouthwatering dessert and a warm cup of coffee, the elders made their way home before the snow made it impossible to leave.
Megan cleared the last of the dishes and decided to join the rest of the family in the wonders of Scrooge.
Jaden was out cold on Richie’s lap. Richie’s head rested on the back of the couch, his eyes fixed on the screen. Jon was nowhere to be found.
“Where ‘s Jon?”
“He said something about going upstairs, he forgot to give you a present. You go, I’ll put the little chap to bed.”
“Another one?” How many presents did he buy!?
Richie snorted.
“If you ask me it will be something crazy. If he kept it for later, it should be opened in privacy cause honey if it aint wrapped in wrapping paper, I reeeaaally don’t wanna know.”
“Oh you men always think the worst. Filthy minded, horn dogs.”
“Well are you going to tell me how bad a boy I am or are you gonna unwrap your pressie?”
Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on Jaden’s forehead and then on Richie’s.
“You have a good night now. Merry Christmas Rich.”
Pulling her into a sweet embrace he muffled in her hair.
“You too darlin’.”
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Megan froze as she took in the scene before her. A warm cheery fire chased away the cold of the night, the flames casted long shadows, dancing slowly against the walls.
A tiny puff of smoke swirling from the couch told her where he was. A bare foot was slung over the armrest….wanting to explore more, she peeked over the backrest.
Her laughter bubbled from her throat in hysterical gasps, she was shaking so hard she thought she might break something. Richie’s words came to mind..well it’s wrapped, well almost anyway!
He watched her silently, fighting hard not to follow her lead. Eyebrows twitched above the bluest of eyes.
There in all his glory lay her present, the Santa hat slightly skew on his head, completely naked except for the big red bow covering his manhood. Lord almighty what a wonderful Christmas present indeed!
Sliding from the couch slowly, he stood up, arms by his side. Killing the cigarette he gave a few steps.
“Come and get it baby.”
Megan was still stifling her giggles. Her eyes devoured the perfection of him. Good God was he a tease?!
“I’m the perfect gift baby…you see what you get..” he brushed over his chest, holding up one finger in the air.
“I’m easy to unwrap.” Pulling on the bow, he did his little hip swinging, that was two.
“but the best of all baby…I don’t need no batteries..you can play with me over..and over..and over.” Count three.
By that time he was right in front of her, grabbing her by the hips, he grinded the siren red bow against her.
“I wonder what you have so neatly covered under there hhmmmm.” She hooked one finger into the bow, peeking inside.
“Open it up and take a peek.” She laughed at his mischievous smile.
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