Mark woke up to the feeling of two warm bodies in his bed, and for the first time in years he did not have to wonder about how much he drank the night before and how he was going to get rid off the trash he brought in the night before

Mark woke up to the feeling of two warm bodies in his bed, and for the first time in years he did not have to wonder about how much he drank the night before and how he was going to get rid off the trash he brought in the night before. He opened his eyes and saw that Matthias had crawled into bed with him and Cynthia sometime through the night. Mark leaned over to Cynthia when he noticed her eyes open and a smile dancing on her lips. "Good morning Beautiful." He whispered, trying to let the boy sleep a little longer. "Morning." Cynthia was so happy, she loved this man, she just didn't know if he was feeling the same. She knew he liked her, but was he currently in love with her. She was too afraid to be the first to say it. "Merry Christmas Mommy and Daddy." Matthias mumbled as he slowly woke up. Cynthia's eyes shot to Mark to see how he would react to her son's words. All she saw was delight shining in his handsome face, "Merry Christmas Thia. You know, I've never been anyone's Daddy before." Matthias looked Mark in the face, "Santa sent you to be my Daddy, if you want to. You don't have to." Mark looked at Cynthia's face and saw that she looked just as anxious about his answer as Matthias was. "I would be more than happy to be you and your sister's Daddy, as long as your mommy is Okay with it, because I can only be your daddy if your mommy marries me." Cynthia just looked at Mark in shock, but Matthias asked "but don't you have to give Mommy a ring and tell her you love her, on one knee too?" "You know Thia, you're right." Mark said with a grin as he got out of bed, Cynthia was still just staring at him like he had two heads. Mark walked over his dresser and opened the top drawer. He pulled out a small jewelry box. "This was my mother's, then my first wife's." He came back to the bed and walked around to Cynthia's side and got down on one knee. "I love you, I love your kids, I hope to make them ours and have a few more, with this ring I ask you to be my wife." "Yes!" was all Cynthia managed to get out before Mark smashed his lips to hers. "EWWW!" Mark and Cynthia broke apart with smiles on their faces. Mark pulled Matthias into a hug. "Daddies are supposed to kiss mommies; it is how they show each other that they love each other." "Oh, then kiss her again!" Mark was glad to oblige.

I am not going to say they lived happily ever after because I am toying with idea that there will be a sequel, and how do you perfect "Happily Ever After"?