Day 10: Ugly Sweaters.

Thanks for all the great reviews! Here's individual responses:

Boris Yeltsin: Glad you enjoyed it.

Austenphile: Oh, it's so funny you mentioned David's gifts. There's some commentary on that you're going to enjoy in this one that didn't make it into the last one, cause I was short on time the other night. :)

Baratta Jennifer: Glad you enjoyed them.

sexystarwarslover: so glad you like these little stories so much! Yep, snowed in, but at least it's somewhere they love. Glad you like the name for the baby. It was great family time so being snowed in wasn't so bad. :)

TheInferno1536: Nope, just picked the name cause I like it.

Grace5231973: Glad you enjoyed it! This one is fun too. :)

Chapter 10: The Christmas We Wore Ugly Sweaters

"Wow...those sweaters are eyesores," Roni commented, as the Nolan family filed into the bar for Christmas Eve.

"Mommy got us new sweaters!" Emma announced, as Emma ran up to her with JJ toddling behind her.

"I see that," Roni said, as she scooped the baby into her arms and cuddled him.

"You paid money for these?" she teased.

"Very funny...show her what we got for wearing them, sweetie," Snow replied, as Emma held up a blue ribbon.

"We won the contest at Mommy's school!" Emma announced excitedly.

"Wow...ugly sweater contest winners. Congratulations on your victory and fashion violations," Roni joked, as she went back to stirring the eggnog.

"Yeah, I know...they're a bit hard on the eyes," Snow admitted.

"But us wearing them made you smile and in my book, that's worth anything," David said, making her melt into him, as he kissed her tenderly.

"Wow...that was mushy, even for you, Prince Charming," Roni teased, as their lips parted and Rogers came home with Alice.

"Whoa...did you dressed in the dark there, mate?" he teased.

"No...it's supposed to be ugly and we won a contest for looking like this," David retorted. Rogers chuckled at that.

"A traffic stopping contest?" he joked.

"I like them...can we wear ugly Christmas sweaters next year, papa?" Alice asked sweetly.

"Uh...of course, starfish," he replied, watching her light up.

"And now you see the appeal. The smiles are worth it," David said. Rogers smiled.

"So it would seem," he agreed.

"Go set up your chess set, starfish and we'll get a game in before supper," he suggested, as she went to get it and then picked a table.

While they were playing chess, Snow helped Roni finish dinner. Lasagna was in the oven and Snow made a salad with all the fixings. Then she had Emma put all the cookies they had made earlier on a tray, while Roni finished the eggnog. Lacey turned the Christmas music on and the kids started dancing around. Thinking it looked like a lot of fun, David swept Snow into his arms and began to dance with her. She giggled, as he spun and twirled her and then held her close, while they swayed. Then he started to sing to her softly in her ear, which gave her goosebumps and made her hot all over.

"Don't start something you can't finish until later, handsome," she warned slyly.

"Oh...this is just previews, baby...just previews for later," he purred in a husky voice that gave her chills and then kissed her again.

"Okay...you two can suck face later, preferably where no one else can see you. Dinner is ready," Roni said, as their lips parted. They shared a smile and then sat down to Christmas Eve dinner with the people they loved most. After came their tradition of opening one gift on Christmas Eve and as they watched their children play with their new toys, they sat cuddled together on the couch, with Snow curled up in his lap.

"It's awful…" she lamented. He chuckled and kissed her hair.

"It's not...I love it," he promised.

"I always feel like my gifts for you are so lame, but this one really takes the cake. I swear I have better gifts for you under the tree at home," she insisted.

"It's not lame and I love everything you get for me," he promised. She sighed.

"You're sweet, but this scarf is terrible. I've been trying to learn to knit and I just don't think it's my thing. You don't have to wear it," she told him. He grinned and kissed her forehead, before putting it around his neck.

"Oh no...I love it, because you got it for me. I love it even more, because you made it and if I'm hard to buy for it...it's because I already have everything," he said, as he caressed her cheek and then looked at their babies.

"So...what you're saying is that I could just put a bow on myself and give you me every year?" she teased.

"Well...you do know how much I love unwrapping you," he quipped, giving her a sexy smile that gave her urges that they could not do anything about until they got home. But when they did…

"Oh, I'm going to hold you to that later," she promised. He grinned.

"You better," he purred, as their lips met again and he kissed her breathless. Their lips parted and she rested her head against his shoulder.

Soon, their children were getting sleepy and they bid farewell to their friends, before taking them home. They would be hosting Christmas Day dinner at their house for everyone tomorrow, but tonight was theirs, as Emma and JJ were already asleep in the car. They carried their little ones to bed and got ready themselves.

When she came out of the bathroom, he realized that she had truly taken their earlier conversation to heart and his mouth dropped open. She had taken a roll of red cellophane ribbon and wrapped it around her body. It was tied in a bow on her chest and she gave him a sultry stare.

"I know you like the scarf, but I thought you deserved to unwrap something that I think you'll enjoy even more," she purred.

"Wow…" he uttered, as he put his hands on her hips and gazed at her hungrily.

"Can I have this every year?" he asked. She smirked.

"Well, I think we both know that you get this every year and then some. But if you're talking about the bow, I think that can be arranged," she replied. He grinned and swept her into his arms.

"Time to unwrap the most precious gift I have ever or will ever get. Merry Christmas to me," he said, as he carried her to bed.

"Mmm...oh trust me, it's about to be Merry Christmas for me too," she replied, as the anticipation of what was to come filled her.

"Happy Anniversary, indeed," he said, as they knew nothing else that night, but each other and pure passion and pleasure...