"Apparently, today is the winter solstice," Jackson remarked as he looked at his wife. "I'd forgotten."

April glanced down at the date on her phone. "You're right. It's the 21st," she remarked. "The shortest day and the longest night of the year. Yule. Probably one of the few holidays that my family actually does not participate in some form or fashion, which is weird, since Kepner is a German name and Germanic people traditionally celebrated. But I think that's because by that time in the holiday season when we were young, all of us were done with school and they were overrun with just trying to keep the house in order without having any distractions." A nostalgic smile softened her features.

"Oh yeah?" Thick eyebrows rose as the received the information. "I didn't realize that there was any part of the holiday that the Kepners didn't take full advantage of," he chuckled.

"Please." Her eyes rolled as she spoke. "We're not cooks. Just because you had boring holidays growing up doesn't mean that you have to tease ours." She wasn't offended in the least by his words, though. She was well aware that her family tended to go above and beyond.

"Alright, alright," his hands came up defensively. "Although my holidays were not that boring."

"Mmhm." Disbelief was thick in the tone of her hum. "So what did you do on the winter solstice?"

That was something he didn't have an answer for. One broad shoulder shrugged, hand coming up to scratch the back of his head as leaned further into the couch. "Nothing." No point in trying to lie about it. Any traditions would have already been brought up between the two of them by this point in their relationship. So much of it had been discussed when it came to spending the holiday with his wife and daughter.

"Thought so." April looked just a little too pleased.

"But my holidays were not boring," he threw in defensively. "They were just a little nontraditional. We'd take a trip here and there. Went to Maine a few times since it's close to Boston. D.C., too."

"Do you think about doing something like that now?" She questioned, her head tilting to the side as she looked at him. "Taking some kind of little Christmas vacation with the three of us?"

"Yeah," he answered with a fond smile growing across his expression. "Probably somewhere different though, since that's the opposite side of the country. I don't think Harriet will take to traveling that well just yet." He explained. "But I've thought about things down the coast, or even up to Canada." He looked at her to watch her face.

Her lips drew together though the smile was far from contained. "I like the idea of it," April commented. "Maybe renting out some little cottage down by the beach, somewhere in Oregon or California. The ocean, the sky… undisturbed by all of the light pollution from the city. You could actually see all of the stars at night."

"It's pretty nice." Jackson's fingers interlaced with his wife's and he drew his thumb across the back of her knuckles with mindless patterns. "You would like it a lot. So would Harriet, even if the ocean is way too cold for her to get into. But maybe we could find one with a little hot tub out in the back or something. That would be a fun little solstice tradition, wouldn't it? And it might be a little more manageable to take off than Christmas Eve or Christmas Day."

Shifting across the couch so that she was closer to him, April's head found the space between his neck and his shoulder and she inhaled deeply as she made herself comfortable cuddling her husband. His arm wrapped around her and brought her in closer.

"I like it." She gave a slight nod of her head, placing a hand on top of his.

"If it's the longest night of the year, there's no shame in spending all of it in the hot tub." A smirk grew across Jackson's face as he looked up at her. "I'm sure that we can find something to do once Harriet's in bed."

"Oh, I'm sure that won't be a problem." Musical laughter slipped through her lips. "You always can."

"What can I say?" He chuckled. "There's lots to do for entertainment with you."

"You're dirty." Yet that was just one of the many things that she loved about him. No one that she had ever been in a relationship within the past had managed to make her feel so beautiful and sexy all the time. After the way that she had grown up, it was one of the exact qualities that she needed in a partner.

He caught her chin, pulling it up and placing a firm kiss on her lips. "You just make it so goddamn tempting." He murmured, stealing another kiss from her before pulling back with a smirk.

"No, I think it's all you." April disagreed with another broad smile settling on her lips. "You're such a dirty horndog."

"Only for you."

"Please!" She pushed at his chest playfully with a shake of her head and barely managed to hold back her laughter. "You have been like this since day one."

"Well, how about you just managed to exacerbate it?" Jackson suggested with a teasing smile as he leaned forward and got another kiss from her. This time, he nipped at her lower lip and lingered there, his forehead leaning against hers. There was a lot more that he wanted to do to her even as simple and teasing as their current conversation as, unconcerned with the fact that they were in the middle of the living room on the couch. Harriet was asleep. As long as they weren't too loud, there wasn't a single thing that they needed to worry about. "Because you definitely have something to do with it."

Another laugh slipped through the redhead's lips and she gave a little shake of her head. "You're just going to blame me for everything, aren't you?" She teased. "Little Devil."

"Nothing little about me." He smirked.

"You are awful." April's smile was huge, her front teeth showing.

"You said it's the longest night of the year, huh?" Jackson barely shifted subjects as he pulled away from her slightly, just giving himself the opportunity to look down upon her better. His thick brow had risen as he stared at her intently, something lustful clear in his gaze. "I think that there's definitely a thing or two that we can do to take advantage of all of that extra time."

"Like I said, you are such a dirty horndog."