Thank you all for the reviews. I'm glad you enjoy the fluff and the story takes place Christmas Eve and then Christmas Day as well.

Chapter 2
Baby, It's Cold Outside

Haley was in the living room cleaning up the boys' mess while Nathan was in the kitchen cleaning up from dinner. The thought of it all made her smile. When she first met Nathan, she never figured him to be the domesticated type. He was so cocky, arrogant, and self-absorbed that she would never would have guessed he would grow up to be a family man, much less hers.

"Did you see Michael's chair?" Nathan asked walking into the living room. "I swear half of his mashed potatoes are on it."

"He does it all the time. Adam did it too."

"I know you say it's normal, but..."

"It is. Do you want me to clean it?" She asked as she folded Samuel's blanket.

"That's not the point. I just don't think we should let them throw their food around everywhere."

"We don't and we had this discussion when Adam did it. It's for attention, Nate. If we don't make a big deal about it, he'll stop."

"There's not a better way?"

"Maybe, but I don't think it's a big deal."

"Tell that to my dad when Michael ruins his dining room set at dinner tomorrow."

Haley smiled at Nathan's last comment. She should have realized this had nothing to do with Michael. "Everything's going to be fine," she promised coming to his side.

"I don't know why he insisted on having the dinner at his house. Between our family, Lucas, Brooke, and their kids, it's going to be a disaster."

"It worked out last year."

"Karen was there."

"I know," Haley replied sadly, "Which, I'm guessing is why he's so insistent on having it again this year. He's changed Nathan. I know you can't forget what he's done to you. No one can, but he loves you and he's really trying to make it a nice day."

Nathan smiled and kissed the top of his wife's head. "How do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Always make everything better."

"I don't. I just see the best in everything and you, my darling, tend to see the worse." Haley pulled her husband into a loving embrace. She loved the feel of his body against hers; their three sons were a testament to that.

"I'm going to get some wood for the fire."

"I put your shoes in the back room."

"I don't need them." Haley stared. "What? It'll take two seconds."

"Baby, it's cold outside. If you get sick, how am I supposed to give you your present?"

"Bribery is wrong, Hales."

Haley smiled. "But it's effective."

"I guess it is." He mumbled on his way to retrieve his shoes.

"And don't forget your coat, too," she called from the living room.

"Yeah, yeah."