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The Question

Time, Seth realised, seemed to just disappear lately. It was November already. He felt that he hadn't been home for that long and time was just slipping away.

He figured that it was because of the great time he was having with his best friends and his girlfriend. And things were about to get better, the holiday season was upon them, and everyone knew it was Seth's favourite time of year.

Summer was also looking forward to Christmukkah. Her Dad and the step-monster had gone to Barbados for Christmas so she'd be spending it at the Cohen's with Coop, Ryan, Mr and Mrs Cohen and, most importantly, Seth.

And another bonus was that because her dad felt really guilty about leaving his daughter in the holidays, Mr Roberts had left his daughter his Platinum credit card with the message, 'Buy yourself something nice.'

Summer couldn't help but laugh. It was Christmas and she was loaded. It was gonna be good this year!

Wedding plans had also been put on hold until after New Year so Seth had the best present, he had his girlfriend back.

But the worst feeling was that of having to get her a present. This could be the one time that he could really express how strongly he felt for Summer, it had to be perfect.

But that meant going shopping, and Seth Cohen didn't really like shopping. Especially to South Coast Plaza, the capital city of the Newpsie population. He decided that the best way would be to ask her, that way he wouldn't buy her a lame present.

So Seth arranged for them both to go out for a meal the following Saturday night...

"Come on already! We're going to be late!" Seth called up the stairs.

"I'm coming Cohen!" Summer screeched. A door opened and he heard the patter of high heels on the stone slabs. She appeared at the top of the staircase and Seth's mouth fell open.

Her hair was curled softly and tucked delicately behind one ear, where a long antique earring hung. A chocolate brown dress skimmed her knees, her toned tanned legs holding her up gracefully.

Her favourite gold, vintage pair of stiletto sandals added inches to her height. A dark brown faux fur wrap was placed around her shoulders, a large glimmering gold brooch clipped in the centre.

She placed one hand on her hip and walked down the stairs. Seth was lost for words. He'd never seen Summer look so good.

"You trying to catch flies Cohen?" she giggled.

"Sorry Summer," Seth found his voice, "Can't a guy just be amazed at his girlfriends beauty?"

Summer smiled, flashing her pearly white teeth.

"Well I'll let you off this time." Summer leaned in and they kissed softly. The kisses started to turn more passionate when a horn sounded outside.

"Oh, damn it. That'll be the cab," Seth moaned. Summer sighed and linked her arm through Seth's as they exited, heading into the darkness outside.

"Nice choice Cohen," Summer said, picking up her Martini and sipping it. They were sat by the window in The Arches, over looking the bay. The sound of the waves breaking against the beach drifted in under the soft classical music.

"So there's something I wanted to ask you," Seth began, placing his drink down carefully and turning towards Summer. She gulped loudly and looked at him, trying not to shake.

No way, he couldn't be… Just cause Marissa and Ryan are… Oh God… Summer prayed for her palms to stay dry as she crossed her fingers underneath the table. This can't be happening, was he really going to ask her to…?

"What would you like for Christmukkah?" Seth asked. Summer sighed feeling confused but relieved.

Wait, why did she feel relieved? If he would have asked what would she have said? She knew deep down it would have been yes straight away but she'd realised how much work weddings were.

She shook herself and looked straight at Seth.

"I have the perfect gift already," she said.

"Oh, uh, what's that?" Seth looked crestfallen.

"You," Summer whispered. Seth smiled and kissed her tenderly.

"So I guess ill just wrap myself in a yard of ribbon then," he grinned. Summer laughed and took another, larger, drink of her martini, looking out at the clear starry sky, feeling a mixture of anxiety, disappointment and mainly confusion.