Jack flopped on the bed in exhaustion. "Next year, no more gifts we have to assemble," he called with a soft smile. They had spent hours assembling almost every gift Aaron would receive in the morning. There had been a few times that he got so frustrated that Kate had massaged his neck and shoulders, knowing her touch could calm him anywhere but inside the bedroom. As tired as he felt, tonight had been one of the best nights of his life. He had spent the day curled up with Kate and Aaron watching holiday movies and drinking cocoa. He had helped Aaron leave treats for Santa and the reindeer and then gotten to eat them with Kate. "Hey, what are you doing?" He called to Kate when he realized she'd been gone a while.

Suddenly, she swayed out from the bathroom and took his breath away. She had a sliver of red ribbon across her chest and a big red box covering her most private spot and nothing else but those dark curls. "Is that a candy cane in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" She looked down, giggling at the cheesy joke. She hadn't been used to being the one trying to pick up men and she felt stupid. Jack loved this side of her; even in a relationship she had her walls up and now, in this room she had dropped all her guards. As sexy as she looked, this side of her was the best Christmas gift he could ask for.

"What is all this?" He asked, grabbing her waist and pulling her so close he had to look up just to see her face. The moonlight made her green eyes sparkle against her darkened silhouette. He let his hand toy with the top ribbon. He wanted nothing more than to tear into it but he wanted to hear her explain it.

"You've been a very good boy," she smirked. "I can't thank you enough for being there for Aaron—"

"This isn't about him," Jack said, his voice deep and husky with desire. He slowly unstuck the tape on the end of the ribbon, the simple action so erotic that Kate bit her lip and closed her eyes as he did. "What's it about, Kate?"

"Us," she panted, her hands gripping handfuls of hair.

"What about us?" He was so close to her that she could feel his warm breath against her stomach. He let the red ribbon fall to the ground. She stayed completely still while her breasts became exposed; almost immediately his mouth was on her nipple, sucking and tugging, pushing her to answer further. "I'm all in," she whispered. He stood up, locking eyes with her. "If you still want us, I'm all in with you and I, with our family..."

Before she could finish her sentence, he had her lifted so her head was above his as he let his tongue dance with hers. He carried her to the bed, his lips never parting with hers. His hand roamed across her thighs and her legs automatically parted. He teased her, pushing only the tip inside her. "Please," she panted, gripping the bedsheets.

He pushed into her forcefully, unable to control the urges he'd fought since she walked out of the bathroom. He held her hips as he slammed into her harder with each thrust. All that changed when he caught a glance of her. The way she looked at him like he was all she could see; her eyes reflected their past while promising him of a future together. Both of their hands instinctively cupped the others face as they lost themselves in each other's eyes. She wrapped an arm around his torso, lifting herself so her skin stuck to his as he held her while he pushed into her. He kissed her neck as he made love to her, reveling in the moans and mews that he brought out of her. It wasn't long until he dumped his seed inside her, triggering her own orgasm.

"I love you," she whispered, her forehead and nose pressed against his. "I want us to be a family."

"We've always been a family," he reminded her.

"Thanks for reminding me," she whispered. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. You made me realize how much I need you and Aaron." He kissed her softly. "And it made winning you back even more victorious," he licked his lips as his fingers moved to her folds, preparing to take her again.

"Jack," she put a hand on his chest, "Aaron will probably be up in a few hours. You should probably get some sleep." Jack nodded, a yawn erupting as if on cue. He knew she was right.

Sure enough, within hours Aaron had pulled both of them out of bed to rip through his presents. As he dumped out his stocking, his eyes immediately went to a small box. Inside, he found two gold rings. "My rings?" He cried, his eyes wide.

"We're going to get married," Kate smiled, glancing between both men in her life. "Just like we had planned."

"Does that make you happy, buddy?" Jack asked when the boy smiled. He nodded feverishly. Having his parents together had been all Aaron had wanted, even if he didn't have the vocabulary to express how he truly felt.

When the presents were opened and the wrapping paper collected, Kate glanced down under the tree. "There's one more box," she pointed out.

Jack pulled the box out, seeing his own name scrawled across the name tag on the perfectly wrapped gift. As he opened it carefully, he pulled out a perfect stocking, glancing uneasily at his own stocking on the mantle. All of their stockings were embroidered with their names but this one remained blank.

"That should come in handy next year," Kate whispered from behind him. Confusion swept over him until he saw her expression. That vulnerable, happy expression behind her watery eyes.

"You mean..." he stammered.

Kate nodded softly. "We're having a baby," she whispered. Jack wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, kissing it as he wondered what she'd look like with a small waist and big belly bump. He couldn't wait to experience this with her. And he couldn't wait to hold his child.

"Aaron, you're going to have a brother or a sister," Jack said hypnotically. His gaze never left Kate's; he stared at her with a newfound sense of amazement. They had created this being together and she would grow life inside of her. "You're the most amazing woman I know," he whispered, kissing her deeply.

"This a good Cwismas," Aaron yelled, making both his parents laugh.

The End.