Hey all, I'm back, and I bring you a special treat. Instead of putting out the next installment to this story, I thought I'd give you all a holiday treat and post a Christmas chapter. This jumps back 22 years to when the kids were little, and it's Christmas Eve at the Rizzoli-Isles household. Just to give you some info, in this chapter Lucas is 8 years old, Bella is 4 and Simon is 3. Jane and Maura are around 47. I thought this would be fun, a nice holiday chapter with the kids as youngins again.
This chapter has a bit of both worlds, family fun with the kids and adult fun with our favorite ladies. This has no play into the Tears story line, it's just for fun, so if you don't want to read, you don't have to. It won't hurt my feelings, I just wanted to put this out for anyone who wanted a Holiday chapter.
I hope you enjoy the read, and Happy Holidays!
Flashback chapter: Christmas - 22 years ago... Rizzoli-Isles household, Christmas Eve:
"Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse." Jane reads in a dramatic voice, succeeding in capturing our children's attention.
All four of them are snuggled up on the couch together under a Christmas blanket that Angela recently made for them. Bella is snuggled into Jane's left side on the edge of the couch, while Lucas is snuggled between Jane and the back of the couch. Little Simon is sitting in Jane's lap, his small arms out helping Jane hold the book. I am currently snuggled under my own blanket on the chair next to the couch, a hot cup of tea in my hand, while I watch this beautiful sight unfold before me. It's a tradition in our family to have Jane read a Christmas story before bed on Christmas Eve, right before the children get to open one present each. Even though the present is only ever holiday pajamas, its still a tradition we hold dear, and the kids loves it so.
"The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in the hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there." Jane continues on, all three children staring raptly at the book before them.
"Mama, ares isn't by the chimney!" Bella suddenly cries out, looking in the direction of our Christmas tree, where off to the left on the wall, all five of our stockings are pinned. We don't have a fire place in our house, so we chose to hang the stockings on the wall next to the tree.
"We don't have a chimney sweetie, that's why we put our stockings on the wall by the tree." Jane explains to our four year old daughter. Bella contemplates her mama's words for a moment, before finally nodding her head, seemingly satisfied with Jane's explanation. She snuggles back against Jane, who soon begins to read the story again. She manages to get all the way through without another interruption, and soon all three of our children are up hopping around, ready to open their presents.
"Presents! Presents!" Bella chants out as she hops in place, an excited grin on her face. As he always does, Simon begins to jump and chant the same thing as Bella, which I find simply adorable. Lucas for his part, is sitting patiently on the couch, his eyes glued to the tree where the presents lie.
"Are my munchkins ready to open their one present?" Jane asks in a theatrical voice, causing me to chuckle at her cheesiness. Bella and Simon start hopping around vigorously, while Lucas nods his head up and down rather quickly.
"I don't know, you guys don't look that excited."
"Yea Mama!" Bella yells.
"Presents Mama!" Simon yells after her.
"Please Mama!" Lucas contributes, all three of their cheers causing a giant grin to befall Jane's face. I decide its my turn to step in and hand out the gifts. I set my cup down on the coffee table and toss my blanket to the side. Once my children see me get up from my chair, they start almost shaking with excitement.
"Alright you three, park your butts while mommy gets your presents. We're going from youngest to oldest, so Simon gets to open his present first." Jane tells them while I busy myself grabbing their gifts. I have a present for Jane under the tree as well, but it can't be opened with small eyes present, so I leave that one where it is. I grab the three medium size packages and turn back around. I'm greeted with four smiling faces, three of which are gleaming with excitement. I hand Jane Bella and Lucas' gift to hold, and then hand Simon his as he sits patiently on the couch. Bella and Lucas are on either side of him, and Jane and I are sitting on the coffee table so we won't miss a single reaction.
Simon immediately tears into the wrapping, his focus so intense Jane would say that he might burn a hole in the paper. My smile only grows in intensity as he continues to make his way through the paper. He finally gets it all off, turning the items inside around to find his pajamas. Jane and I purchased him a Spider man fleece pajama set, long sleeve of course. Simon's eyes simply light up when he sees them, and he hugs the cloth to his chest before looking at Jane and I.
"Spidey, yay!" He exclaims, doing a little bouncing dance in place.
"Do you like them buddy?" Jane asks, receiving a vigorous nod in reply from our youngest son.
"Yea mama, tanks!" He says to her, his face covered in an adorable smile.
"Thank your mommy too, she helped pick them out." Jane tells him. He turns his attention to me, giving me a cheesy dimpled smile.
"Tanks mommy!"
"You're welcome baby. I'm glad you like them." I respond to him.
"Alright Bells, your turn now." Jane says to our daughter, wanting to move on with the present opening excitement. Bella instantly tears into hers, ripping the paper apart in record time. Her face lights up when she sees the fluffy pile of pink in her lap. We found her some fleece pajamas that were covered in cute little puppy faces, faces that look almost exactly like Cooper did when he was a puppy. As soon as I saw them, I knew we had to buy them for her, and by the look on her face, I know we made the right choice.
"Cooper!" She exclaims, holding the pajamas up so she can get a better look, also allowing the rest of us to as well.
"Thanks you mommy, mama." Bella says politely, looking from me to Jane, before hugging her pajamas to herself.
"You're welcome bug, those will look so cute on you." Jane comments, earning a pleased smile from our daughter.
"Alright bud, last but not least." Jane tells Lucas, who has been sitting patiently this whole time. He smiles at Jane and slowly begins to open his present. Unlike his two siblings before him, he chooses to be gentle with the wrapping, essentially unwrapping in the way it was wrapped. He carefully plucks each piece of tape up, unfolding it piece by piece. I can tell that Jane is getting somewhat impatient, but she stays quiet, allowing Lucas to go at his own pace. Finally he gets it all undone, pulling away the paper to reveal his pajamas. His face lights up in a smile too, and he looks up at us both happily.
"You got me Batman pj's. Thanks moms." He says sweetly, and then gingerly begins to remove his gift. He holds the shirt up first, finding a picture of Batman striking a heroic pose on it. He sets it down after a moment and picks up the pants, which are just covered in the Batman symbol. I am so pleased that he is happy with his set. I was a little worried about how we were going to arrange this, what with Simon and Lucas liking the same superhero, but not too long ago Lucas came to us and asked if we could start buying him Batman things, letting us know that he was now his favorite superhero. Jane and I were all too happy to oblige, what with the Spider man battle between our two boys being an issue for quite some time.
"Alright you three, go put them on and come back down so we can see!" Jane exclaims, more than a little excited to see them dressed up. All three immediately hop up and rush towards the stairs in excitement, also just as eager as Jane to try on their new outfits. I watch on in amusement as they go, and suddenly feel Jane's strong arms wrap around me.
"This is fun, I love being a parent around Christmas time." She says happily to me.
"Only around Christmas time?" I ask skeptically, although I know she didn't really mean that.
"Oh absolutely. Every other time of the year they're just little hellions." She says playfully, and plants a quick kiss on my lips. I immediately protest once she removes said lips, myself not being done with our kiss.
"Hey, bring those back." I whine, and she gives me playful smile.
"Oh, I'm ever so sorry Mrs. Rizzoli-Isles, let me get right on that." She says seductively, and then slowly leans in to plant her lips once more to mine. This kiss is much better, its hard and passionate, and so full of promises of what is to come later tonight. We get lost in our kiss, because seemingly all too soon, our children's arrival breaks us from our moment.
"Gross mom's, get a room." Lucas is the first to say as he sounds revolted. Jane pulls away from me with a glare directed at her son, while I can't help but chuckle.
"Oh you just wait young man. One day all you will want to do is kiss pretty girls like your mom." Jane says to him, and all three of us get a weird look on our faces. Lucas, because he finds the idea of kissing girl gross, and Jane and I because she said a girl like me. Its just weird to think of my son being with a woman who is like me, but we both decide to shake it off, and instead pay attention to our children.
"I'm never going to kiss girls mama." He says proudly to Jane. She just chuckles back in return.
"Whatever you say bud." Jane retorts back.
Its now that we really notice our children, all dressed snug in their new pajamas. They each look simply adorable, and it almost brings tears to my eyes.
"Oh, you three look so cute!" I gush out, unable to help myself. Bella gives me a giant grin in response, followed by Simon of course. Lucas looks somewhat embarrassed at being called cute, and decides to voice it.
"I'm not cute mom, I'm handsome." He says matter-of fact.
"Oh right, sorry baby. You look very handsome in your Batman pajamas Lucas." I say with a smile, earning one back in return.
"I'm liking the new outfits guys, you'll sleep sound tonight." Jane offers, looking to me briefly before speaking once more.
"In fact, you three better get off to bed so that Santa will come."
"Yay, Santa!" All three of them exclaim, hopping up and down in place.
"Mommy, did we get the cookies and milk out?" Bella yells out at me, too excited to use her inside voice.
"Yes honey, the plate of cookies is on the kitchen counter, and I'll make sure to set out a glass of milk too." I reassure her.
"Is he gonna eat them all mama?" She asks Jane next, looking questioningly at her.
"I'm sure he'll eat at least a few honey. Remember, he has lots of houses to visit, with lots of other cookies to eat. He does love cookies though, so I know he'll eat some." Bella seems satisfied with this answer, so I decide it is now officially bedtime.
"Alright my loves, lets go get tucked in, its bedtime." I tell them, standing up so I can escort them upstairs. This is the one night out of the year where my children won't complain about bedtime. They want to go to sleep just as much as I want them to. Santa is a rather good incentive for early bedtime. Jane stands up after me, and together we all make our way upstairs. Jane and I quickly take turns tucking each child in, giving hugs and planting kisses as we reassure them that Santa is in fact coming. After that is done, we wrap our arms around each other and make our way back downstairs for some quiet time on the couch before we have to start putting out presents.
Jane and I decided when we first had Lucas that we were going to do Santa, but only on a small scale. What with him not actually being real, and the fact that parents are the ones who have to buy the presents, we didn't want to put too much into that. Of course, my family is well off because of my financial standings, so we have the means to provide our children with much more than other families can. I didn't want my children bragging about the nice toys and items Santa brought them to say a classmate at school, because what if that child's family didn't have the same means as us? It would be cruel and unfair to demonstrate that Santa brought my children rather nice, expensive things, when he only brought small inexpensive things to another child. That is why from Lucas' very first Christmas, there were only two smaller presents from Santa under the tree, and the remainder was from Jane and I.
We like to display the presents out and open on the couch, each child getting their own cushion, while Santa's presents, presents from friends and family, and presents for Jane and I remain under the tree. Those have already been taken care of, but we have a whole office full of things that need to be set up. This is Jane's favorite part, orchestrating each item on the couch just so, so that it is enticing for our children. Her eyes light up with joy, like she's the child walking out on Christmas morning. This is my favorite part, seeing her get so into it, it makes me fall in love with her just that little bit more each year.
"So what do you say I give you a nice foot massage while we watch one Christmas special on TV, then we can get to work on setting up Christmas?" Jane asks me as we sit down on the couch.
"That sounds amazing honey." I tell her, moving myself so that I am on the opposite side of the couch than her. I stretch out and rest my sock clad feet in her lap. She immediately tosses me the remote to the TV, and then takes my left foot in her hands.
"Wanna get the special up and running?" She asks as she gets to work removing my socks. I smile at her before turning the TV on, moaning out when she pushes her thumbs into the center of my foot. It feels simply amazing, and I can't help but vocalize this.
"Oh Jane, don't stop." I find myself moaning out to her, my eyes closing in pure bliss. I hear her soft chuckle, that deep timber that lets me know she's rather enjoying the sounds that I'm making.
"Don't worry hon, I don't plan on it." She purrs back to me, and a familiar tingle makes its way through my body, settling low in my stomach. What with Christmas keeping us rather busy, Jane and I haven't had much personal time together, and once night falls, we're both too tired to really do anything except sleep, so it's safe to say that we are both more than ready to have some intimate time together. I know that we need to get Christmas set up before we can head to bed, but I also know that if Jane continues with her foot massage, that I will end up just taking her here on the couch. I don't really want that to happen, so reluctantly I open my eyes and move my feet from her grasp. She looks at me rather confused as I move to sit up on the couch.
"If you continue on with that, we'll end up making love on this couch, and I don't think you want that happening here." I offer in way of explanation, and a look of understanding befalls her face.
"As tempting as that sounds, I hear you. I don't want the kids' presents to lie on top of our love nest." She says, and I can't help but scrunch up my face at her choice of words.
"How about you just hold me while we watch this show, and then when it's over we can get things set up. I'd like to get it taken care of rather quickly because I have plans for you that involve a good amount of time." I say, my voice dropping a few octaves at the end. I can visibly see Jane's eyes darken at my words, but she schools herself, instead opening her arms to invite me in. I happily move into her embrace, and we snuggle up quickly and begin to watch our Christmas special. In what seems like no time at all, the show has ended, and Jane and I are soon gathering all of the presents to set out.
Jane lights up like a small child as she goes about putting things here and there, moving some around until it's all out, and to her liking. I am merely there as support, offering my approval once the whole process is complete. I stand back once she's done and take a few pictures of the couch and the stockings, before setting the camera down on the coffee table and heading to the tree. I reach around the back, grabbing the present I was looking for, and move to stand in front of my wife. She's looking at me curiously, as I have the present behind my back. Even though it's wrapped, I still feel the need to keep it from her view.
"What you got there gorgeous?" She asks playfully, as I'm sure she has an idea of what's in the box. I've dropped hints, and the fact that I didn't allow her to open it in front of the kids gives way to the fact that it's for adult eyes only.
"Oh, just a little something for you, although it's more for the both of us, but either way." I say, pulling the present out from behind my back and handing it to her with a giant smile. I am very excited for her to open it, and she does not disappoint. Her eyes first light up, and then darken we she sees what's inside. Quickly she reaches in and pulls out the small amount of red fabric, holding it up to get a better look.
"Hot damn." Jane says, her eyes taking in the Christmas themed lingerie I purchased. Red lace material creates sort of a wrap, with a tie just under the breasts to keep them hidden. Soft white fluffy material lines the outer edges, which extends up into a hood. There is also a small red lace thong to go with it, as the wrap will show my stomach, not extending down past my hips. All in all it's a very sexy piece, and by the look on Jane's face, she's loving it already.
"Is this for you or me to wear, cuz dear god I hope its for you." She says a moment later, her tone laced with arousal and excitement. I reach out and take the article from her.
"It's for me to wear for you. I just wanted to see your face when you unwrapped it." I tell her in a sultry voice.
"As fun as that was, I'd much rather unwrap you baby. So hurry and go put that on, and I'll head up once you're done." She instructs me, smacking my ass as I walk by her. I let out a squeal at her actions, and start giggling as I make my way upstairs. My body is absolutely humming with excitement and arousal as I head up to get dressed for my wife. I know I will have just as much fun being unwrapped as Jane will have unwrapping me. Suddenly an idea pops in my head of what I could have done instead of buying this outfit, and I decide to file it away for next year. She says she wants to unwrap me, I could have just wrapped my breasts and my lower region in wrapping paper. That way she literally could have unwrapped me. I smile to myself and my wonderful plan, filing it away for next year, and then quickly head into our bathroom to get changed.
Jane is sitting on the bed when I finally emerge from the bathroom. She looks bored until her eyes fall upon me, and instantly her eyes light up with excitement.
"Holy shit Maur."
"Language Jane. That was very naughty of you." I say to her, allowing my voice to dip down into a sultry tone. A wicked grin falls upon my face as I begin to slowly make my way over to her. I make an extra effort to sway my hips from side to side as I saunter, succeeding in capturing her gaze. She's so enticed by my body, almost as if she's in a trance, and it serves to delight me very much. I absolutely love that I have this sort of control over Jane, that my body can essentially fry her brain, to where I am the only thing she can think about and pay attention to. Even after so many years together, and three children, we still can't seem to get enough of one another. And I find Jane just as irresistible as she finds me. It works out quite well for us in the intimacy department.
"I don't know whether to take you right here and now, or frame you and keep this image forever." Jane mumbles out as I approach. I gently push her legs apart so I can stand between them, and take her face in my hands. I lean down, planting a promising kiss upon her lips, one that leaves no doubt for what is to come next.
"How about less talk, and more action my love?" I husk out once our kiss is broken. She's looking up at me through hooded eyes, and I find it amusing that she is so thoroughly entranced, rendering her almost completely incapable of getting things started. Jane is usually so take charge when it comes to our sex life. She likes to have control the majority of the time, which I am fine with, but there are times where she's willing to give it up. It would appear that tonight is one of those times, and I am quite excited about this fact.
"Take off your clothes Jane." I command her in a sultry voice. She nods her head and starts to quickly remove her shirt.
"Slowly, Jane." I tell her, wanting to savor each delicious morsel of skin that is revealed to me. She obeys my command and slowly starts to remove her clothing, piece by piece. I watch on excitedly as her beautiful olive skin starts to appear, and find that once her shirt and pants are off, I can no longer control myself. I reach out and grasp both straps of her bra, quickly pulling them down her shoulders and off her arms. This action causes her magnificent breasts to spring free from their confinement, on full display for my viewing pleasure. Next, I not so gently push on her shoulders, causing her to fall back on the bed. I waste no time grasping the edges of her black cotton panties and pulling them off in one swift motion.
Finally, her naked body is on full display for me, and I take a moment to marvel at it. Even after being married for 9 years, she still is the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on, and I want her more and more every day.
She's looking up at me expectantly, waiting for me to make the first real move. I raise my eyebrow and smirk mischievously down at her, letting her know that things are about to get wild.
"Maur please." She moans out, clearly unhappy with the pace at which we are going. If she wants me to hurry up and get things started, then that's exactly what I'm going to do. I immediately reach my right hand up and towards the tie between my breasts, the one holding the thin lace fabric over them. My left hand settle first on my lower stomach, and I begin to move it tantalizingly up my stomach, all while my right hand slowly begins to pull the string loose. Jane's eyes visibly darken as she watches me, and I give her one more smirk before the string falls loose and the tie opens up. My timing is perfect, as my left hand makes it to the show right as my heaving breasts are exposed. I waste no time cupping my breasts and squeezing them, putting on a show for my wife. My eyes close with the pleasure I feel, so I fail to see Jane get up from her lying position on our bed.
"Let me do that." She husks out at me, startlingly close, and my eyes shoot open just in time for her lips to make contact with mine. Her hands push mine out of the way, and are soon massaging and playing with my breasts. I let out an involuntary moan against Jane's lips and mold my body against hers.
"God you are so sexy in this outfit." Jane whispers into my ear after she breaks our kiss. She starts nibbling on the lobe, and I feel my eyes roll into the back of my head at the pleasurable sensation.
"Although, I think you'll look much better out of it." She husks once more, and I suddenly feel her hands abandon my breasts, moving instead to not so gently push the fabric from my shoulders. The sham falls to the floor at my feet, leaving me only in the red lace panties. I don't have any time however to think before Jane is picking me up and tossing me onto our bed. I let out a squeal of surprise at her sudden actions, and then feel a serge of arousal hit my core. Jane wastes no time practically ripping the soaked material from my body, and then she molds her naked form to me. The feel of her weight on top of me, and the deliciousness of her ridged nipples rubbing against mine, are almost enough to make me cum. I close my eyes tightly however, as I want this night to last longer than a couple of minutes.
Once again I feel Jane's lips crash against mine, and we begin kissing hungrily. Like I mentioned earlier, it has been a few weeks since Jane and I have been able to be intimate, as our busy schedules, and the holidays, have gotten in the way. I'm sure she is just as ready to cum at this moment as I am, but I am also sure that she wants to make this last longer as well.
"Jane, please." I moan out once my lips get a momentary reprieve. Jane starts kissing the sensitive skin of my neck as her left hands begins a journey towards my breast.
"Please what baby?" She purrs into my ear as her nimble finger closes around my stiff nipple. I give a small cry of pleasure at the action, momentarily unable to answer her.
"Touch me." I manage to moan out after a moment.
"I am touching you." She's teasing me, I can feel her grinning against my neck, but I can't be bothered to care right now. All I can focus on is her amazing touch, and how badly I want her to make me cum. I do know, however, that that is what she wants me to tell her. Boost her ego before she gives me what I want. Little does she know that I don't really care about that either. In my mind, we both win.
"Fuck me Jane." I cry out in the sexy, neediest tone I can, and am instantly rewarded with her fingers pushing into me. I am so wet, that she meets no resistance, and is soon fucking me with a hard steady pace. My back arches off the bed at the wondrous feeling of Jane moving her kisses down my body. I know what this means, and my belly starts to tighten with anticipation. I spread my legs wider to accommodate my love, and look down to see the magnificent sight of her between them. She smirks at me briefly, and even gives a wink, before diving into my core.
Her mouth immediately latches onto my aching clit, and I cry out her name in pure ecstasy. The pressure of her sucking, mixed with her steady pace in and out of me, has me cumming almost embarrassingly fast. My back arches off the bed one last time, and I give a silent cry, holding my body stiff for several long seconds as my vision goes white hot.
I fall back down to our bed with a soft thud, and I can feel myself just mold right into the mattress. I can feel Jane making her way back up to join me, and soon we are kissing softly. I can taste myself on her tongue, and it makes me smile. I always feel so euphoric after she makes love to me, as it's such a beautiful testament to how much she knows, and adores me. She really knows how to play my body and give me the most earth shattering orgasms. Simply put, she is an amazing wife and lover, and I want to show her how much I appreciate that.
I open my eyes and see her smiling adoringly down at me. I give her a smile in return, which quickly turns to a smirk as I find my arousal hitting hard for the second time. This time it will be directed at Jane however.
"My turn." I say to her, and flip our positions so I am now on top, looking down at her.
I can hear it before I feel it, the faint sound of footsteps, getting louder as my three children approach. I am so glad that Jane and I had the forethought to make sure we were dressed in pajamas before falling asleep last night. I knew the children would be up bright and early, coming in to our room to wake us up for Christmas, and it would be rather awkward if they found us naked in bed. I am not quite ready to have that talk with them yet, and I know Jane isn't either.
I continue to lay snuggled against Jane's chest, my eyes closed but my ears alert as I continue to listen. I can tell that they are attempting to keep quiet, but they keep whispering things to each other. I hear the door open and all three of them shuffle in, quiet giggles filling the air. Suddenly I feel Jane's jaw move ever so slightly, indicating that she too is awake, and finding our children to be quite humorous. I smile against her neck, lettering her know I am awake as well. I feel her arms tighten around me ever so slightly; an acknowledgement.
"Bells, go wake them up." I hear Lucas whisper to his little sister. I have no doubt that Bella is the leader of this little invasion. She is quite the mastermind when it comes to getting the things she wants, and she has no problem getting her brothers to follow along with her. Even though she is only 4 years old, she just has a way about her. I find it absolutely adorable, even when she's using it on me. Jane doesn't like it as much, as she knows that it will come back to 'bite us one day' as she so eloquently says.
"Shh." Bella whispers out to him in response, not being quiet what so ever. I feel faint a chuckle come from Jane, as her stomach does a few small bounces. We are both wide awake, but ultimately just waiting for our children to make the first move. And Bella wastes no time getting things started, as I feel her begin to crawl onto our bed. She comes to rest at our feet, waiting a moment before she announces her presence.
"Wake up mommies!" She cries out loudly, and before we know what's happening, our small daughter is pouncing on us, knocking the wind out of Jane, and pushing my head into her jaw. An 'oph' sound escapes her lips, before a cry of pain at my skull coming into contact with her jaw. My eyes fly open and I move so I can assess the damage done to her. I briefly look at Bella, who has a guilty look on her face, before turning back to Jane. Her eyes are closed in pain, and she's holding her jaw.
"Let me see. Are you alright?" I ask, gently moving her hand out of the way. I can see a faint red mark, but essentially she's fine. Just a small amount of pain that will go away shortly. Ever the concerned wife however, I must make sure that she is okay, and kiss any potential injuries away.
"Yea, I'm fine." Jane says as I lean down to plant a soft kiss over the red mark.
"Sorry mama." Bella says in a small voice, bringing our attention back to her.
"It's okay bug, you didn't know that would happen." Jane says to her lovingly, not wanting to upset our daughter on Christmas day.
"How were you supposed to know that mommy has such a big head." Jane says teasingly, pointing a knowing look my way. I hear Bella giggle next to me, followed by both of my boys and my wife. I stick my tongue out at Jane, finding no other option but to play into the childish display taking place.
"Very funny Jane. I guess no presents for you then." A gasp comes from both my wife and daughter, Jane's mocking, but Bella's completely genuine.
"No mama, you needs your presents!" She cries out to her ma.
"Hurry, tells mommy sorry. Then she'll let you has your presents!" She instructs Jane, a desperate look on her face. Jane has to try rather hard to control her laughter, I can tell, choosing to wait a moment before addressing me. When she does, I am greeted with an apologetic look.
"I'm so sorry Maur, can you ever forgive me?" She says, batting her eyelashes at me. I let this stew for a moment, as I want the suspense in the room to grow. Each of my children are watching on with rapt attention, and I find the whole situation rather humorous. Finally I decide that action is needed if I am to forgive Jane.
"Fine, but only if you give me a kiss." I tell her, earning myself a smile in response.
"Done and done Mrs. Rizzoli-Isles." She purrs before leaning over for a loving kiss. I smile against her mouth as each of our children groan in turn, clearly not happy with the open display of affection they are witnessing.
"Ew mommies, get a room." Lucas says, and I break way from our kiss to address him.
"We are in my room young man." I say, and chuckle when he starts to look embarrassed.
"Well, since mommy has forgiven me, and allowed me to have my presents, I think we should all head downstairs and get the party started." Jane says, changing the subject.
"Yay, Christmas!" All three of them cry out at the same time. The boys start hopping in place at the foot of the bed, and Bella excitedly jumps into Jane's lap.
"What do you say mommy, should we take the kids downstairs so they can open up their presents?" Jane asks me, specifically drawing attention and wanting to get the kids excited.
"I don't know Jane, I haven't received my morning kisses from them yet, and neither have you." I say playfully to her. I don't really have much time to react as my boys instantly jump up onto the bed to give us our kisses. Lucas and Simon come to me first, each boy taking a cheek, while Bella plants a loving kiss on Jane's lips. I wrap my arms around the boys, hugging them tightly to me for a moment, before it's time to switch. Bella climbs eagerly into my lap and gives me a kiss as well, as the boys do the same with Jane.
"Okay, I think we're ready. What do you say Jane?" I ask my wife with a smile.
"Lets go!" Jane yells, causing the kids to jump off the bed in excitement. They each rush out of our bedroom and towards the stairs. Jane and I quickly get out of bed, needing to catch up to our children.
"Wait at the top of the stairs you three!" Jane calls out to them, not wanting them to get downstairs before us. Its tradition for us to be in the living room while the kids wait at the top of the stairs. I get my camera ready to take pictures of their reactions to what they see, capturing Christmas memories for years to come.
"Alright, you know the drill. Mom and I are going to go downstairs and see what's there. You three will wait here until we tell you that you can come down. Understand?" Jane receives three eager head nods in response.
"Great. Honey, lets go." Jane says to me, holding her hand out for me to take. I do so quickly, and together we make our way downstairs. I head towards the coffee table once we reach the living room, grabbing the camera, and turn back around to join Jane where she stopped by the couch. Once I have the camera all ready to go, I give Jane the okay, and she shouts out to the kids for them to come down.
"Alright, you can come down now." She shouts out to them. As soon as the okay is given, they start rushing down the stairs, their faces alight with joy. Bella is the first to the bottom, followed closely by Simon, with Lucas walking patiently behind them. Once they see the couch full of toys, their faces light up even more, and they rush over to see what they have received. I snap what seems like a ton of pictures as they all come to stop in front of their respective couch sections.
"Legos!" Simon shouts out as he sees the set on his portion of the couch.
"No way! You guys got me Batman?!" Lucas shouts excitedly as he picks up the limited edition Batman figure Jane picked out for him.
"Spidey!" Little Simon yells out next as he picks up the Spider man action figure he received.
"Nerf guns, no way! Thanks mama!" Lucas says turning around with a giant smile on his face.
"Thank your mother too, she helped pick them out." Jane tells him.
"Thanks mommy!" Lucas says to me, and my heart does a little flutter. He hasn't called me mommy in awhile. He thinks he's too old for that, instead choosing to just call me mom. Its funny how the addition of two simple letters gives the whole word a different feel to it, enticing feelings within me.
"Tanks mommies!" Simon calls out to us both, a cheesy smile on his face, before he turns back to his section of fun things. I smile proudly at this, until I notice Bella hasn't said or done anything, deciding to find out why.
"Bella honey, did you notice your things?" I ask softly, walking a little closer to her. As I do, I notice shiny tears falling down her face, which makes me instantly worried.
"Baby, whats wrong?" I ask concernedly, kneeling down next to her to assess any damage. My actions only seem to cause her more distress because she closes her eyes as more tears begin to fall. I look up at Jane desperately, not really sure what to do. She comes to rest next to us, and takes Bella by the shoulders to turn her towards her.
"Isabella, what's wrong baby girl?"
"I's juss, juss, juss so h-happy!" She finally cries out, and crashes against Jane, burying her face against her neck. This takes Jane by surprise, but she quickly wraps her arms around Bella.
"Honey, why are you crying?" Jane asks her softly after a moment, and she gently coaxes Bella out from her hiding spot against her chest. Bella takes a moment to wipe her eyes and gain some composure before answering.
"I gots everything I wanted, and I's just so happy."
"So those are happy tears?" I ask her, and receive a nod in response.
"I'm glad you're happy baby, why don't you try a few things out?" Jane encourages her, gesturing to the couch. Bella nods her head again, and turns around in Jane's embrace. She begins to go through her things happily, so Jane and I feel comfortable enough to step back. We head over to the love seat, sitting down so we can watch our children play and have fun. After a good solid half hour of this, the children suddenly remember that there are presents under the tree, and as if in sync, ask us to open them at the exact same time.
"Well... I guess." Jane says to them, and gets up from her place curled up next to me.
"Okay, let's all sit in a circle and I'll pass you each a present. Littlest gets to go first, so that's you Simon, then we'll take turns going in order until they're all gone." Jane tells the kids as she picks one present each and hands them out. After she's given them each one, she hands me mine, and takes her seat next to me.
"Alright Simon, go ahead buddy." She tells our youngest, who immediately tears into his gift.
Several hours later, Jane and I are still curled up on the couch, watching with enjoyment as the children play with their new toys. Simon and Lucas have assembled a mini battle, while Bella is coloring away with the art set she received. Jane is sipping coffee from her 'Best mom ever' mug that the kids picked out for her, while I am messing around with the new tablet she got for me. Its a picture perfect family moment for us, one more to add to the many I have taken over the morning, and I honestly couldn't be happier. I have three beautiful children and a loving and adorning wife. My life truly is perfect. I even have a soft fluffy dog lying at my feet, keeping them warm while he chews happily on the bone he received from 'Santa'. All in all this has been a great day so far, and I can picture it only getting better.
"Well, I'd say another successful Christmas, right Mrs. Claus?" Jane asks softly so that only I can hear. The deep husk of her voice sends chills down my spine, as does her calling me Mrs. Claus. It brings back memories of last night, and how wonderful that was.
"I would be inclined to agree, Santa." I say back, giving her a wink. She gives me a playful smirk back in return, and then slowly leans in to give me a kiss.
"Love you Maur, Merry Christmas." She says after the kiss breaks.
"Merry Christmas Jane, love you too." I say, laying my head down on her shoulder, giving a sigh of complete and utter contentment.
Well there you have it, my little holiday contribution. I hope you enjoyed it, and that it gave you warm happy holiday fuzzies inside. I'd like to wish you all Happy Holidays, and well wishes this season. Oh, and don't worry, I'll be back shortly with the next actual chapter of this story. I just really wanted to include this, and we aren't anywhere near Christmas in the Tears timeline, so this is how it had to happen.
Anyways, loves to all, until next time!