As soon as Mom is done taking our family Christmas pajama photo, Josh races upstairs to change. He's always been a good sport about my family's traditions and I think he's even come to like this one, but he doesn't want to take any chances on Sean or Bob seeing him in his pjs.

I, however, do not care if anyone sees me, and I'd like to taunt Josh a little longer. I know the dichotomy between my nightgown and what I'm wearing underneath is driving him a little wild.

Speaking of driving a little wild, when Josh comes back down, dressed in his argyle sweater my mouth goes a little dry. Instead of just wearing a t-shirt under it, he's put on a collared shirt and tie. But he's still wearing jeans. It's like all my favorite things rolled into one. He smirks at me, knowing exactly what I'm thinking. He's a little over-dressed for just opening presents and he's doing it just to torment me.

God, I love him so much.

"Daddy! You look so nice." Lulu compliments him.

"Thanks, sweetie."

When we're done with breakfast, Josh gets Jonah out of the high chair and cleans his face and hands off, then hands the baby off to my Dad.

"He's going to be ready for a nap around 9am so if you want a little bit of time with him before the Christmas craziness, this might be it."

"Sure do!" Dad agrees walking toward the living room. "Let's go look at the lights, what do you say, buddy?" Lulu follows them.

"I'll be back in a minute to help you with the dishes." Josh assures Mom. "I just gotta go get something real quick." He stammers.

Then he puts his hand on the small of my back and pushes me towards the stairs. I think I have a pretty idea what he's got to get upstairs. He's hoping to get another glimpse of my ass while I change my clothes.

He's such a masochist.

"Come on, Lulu." I call to her as we pass the living room "time to get dressed."

Josh groans audibly. Then mutters under his breath. "You are so naughty. I should take this tie off and . . ."

He stops talking as Lulu catches up to us but he gives me a look that lets me know he's plotting his retribution. As if the comment about the tie wasn't enough teasing.

At the top of the stairs, Lulu announces "I have to go to the bathroom." While she skirts in there, Josh shoves me into the bedroom, closing the door behind us and pressing his back against it.

"Take that off!" He growls gesturing wildly at the nightgown.

If we had more time I'd do it slowly, but we literally only have two minutes so I quickly pull it up and off.

"Get over here, now." He commands in a low voice that leaves me absolutely weak in the knees. He knows how much I love it when we play like this. Even though we have no time, I slowly sashay towards him so he can get an eye full.

As soon as I'm close enough, Josh grabs my wrist and pulls me into him, crushing his lips against mine in a passionate kiss as he gropes my bare ass.

My hands immediately go into his hair, massaging his scalp. I'm so turned on I barely register it when Lulu starts banging on the door. "Daddy! Mommy! Let me in!"

Josh moans softly as I pull away.

"Did you wash your hands?!" I yell through the door as I move towards the bed where my clothes are laid out.

"YES!" Lulu yells back as I pull my jeans up over my hips.

Josh lets her in as I'm pulling my sweater over my head. I don't care if she gets a little glimpse of my bra strap, as long as I don't have to explain what a thong is to my four year old.

"What were you doing?" Lulu asks suspiciously, looking between Josh and me.

"Nothing!" Josh blurts out.

"Just getting dressed." I answer calmly, even though my heart is still racing.

Lulu scowls a little like she doesn't believe us. She hates feeling like she's being excluded.

"Hurry up and get dressed." Josh tells her, recovering his power of speech. "Then we can go get some more cookies before Aidan and Liam and Conor get here and eat them all."

"I want the one with a kiss on top!" Lulu demands as she races towards me for help.

"Yeah, kisses are the best." Josh agrees, smirking at me as I help Lulu take the nightgown off and slip her turtleneck over her head.

"Tights or Leggings with your tutu?" I ask holding up her choices.

"Leggings!" She quickly responds, taking them from me and plopping down on the floor to put them on herself while I pull socks out of her bag, tossing them to Josh.

Once the socks are perfect, she pops back up and steps into the tutu. She's so stinkin' cute. Except for the wild hair sticking in every direction. Just like her Father's.

"Cookie time!" She announces, heading toward the door.

"Wait! Let me fix your hair." I'm not entirely sure which one of them I'm talking to, but Lulu assumes it's her.

"Daddy can do it." She insists. "Downstairs."

Josh shrugs at me and takes the brush and detangler spray from me before taking Lulu's hand and walking out the door.

Great. I guess this means I'm stuck helping with the breakfast dishes.