A/N: I can't believe this is the last month. I've really enjoyed writing this series and hope you've enjoyed reading it.
This is dedicated to 'S.' You know how I feel.
DECEMBER
You're the present 'neath my Christmas tree
"So when are you going to ask her?" his mother asks him.
"I'm going to ask her tomorrow morning," he answers as he sits down next to her on the couch. "I have to admit I'm a little nervous about it," leaning back.
"You have nothing to be nervous," resting her hand on his shoulder.
"It's just that she has a lot going on right now and I don't want to put too much pressure on her," looking over at his Mom. "It's a big deal after all. It's not every day you ask someone to spend Christmas with you."
"I know that too," smiling at him. "She'll say yes and everything will be fine," giving him a peck on the cheek.
He gets up from the couch. "I really should fly back to the farm," looking down at her. "Wish me luck?" a hopeful look on his face.
"You don't need luck," also getting up and wrapping her arms around him in a big hug. "I have one more question for you," whispering in his ear.
"What?" pulling his head away and looking curiously at her.
"Why haven't you told her you love her yet?"
He stares at her with surprise. "H-how did you know I haven't said it yet?"
"You're my son," rolling her eyes. "So why haven't you told her?"
"I just assumed she knew how I felt. Don't actions speak louder than words?"
"True," she admits, "but it's always nice to hear it. Your father used to tell me all the time that he loved me."
"I remember," a thoughtful look on his face. "You know," pausing a moment, "She has kind of hinted lately that she wants to say it to me."
"Then tell her. What are you waiting for?"
He pulls away and straightens up. "Thanks Mom," giving her one more hug, then walks away and steps onto the balcony. He looks around to make sure nobody was watching, then takes off into the evening sky.
The next morning...
He slips back into bed and lays down next to her. "Good morning," draping his arm over her. "How did you sleep?"
"Okay, I guess," she replies; not looking up at him.
"Just okay?" his hand slipping under her chin to gently turn her face towards him. She doesn't answer him; a sigh escaping her lips as she finally opens her eyes to look up at him. "Something bothering you?" he asks her.
"Well-" hesitating a moment. "There is something on my mind," she admits.
"What is it?" brushing a lock of hair off her face.
She takes a deep breath before answering. "There's been something I've wanted to say all week-end and I'm...well...afraid that I might not get the response I'm hoping for," her eyes glistening a little. "I think you know what I'm trying to say."
He stays quiet for a few minutes to process what he just heard. "You mean that I love you?"
She nods her head. "Yes."
He smiles back at her as he caresses her cheek. "I do love you."
She smiles up at him. "I love you too."
He dips his head down to softly press his lips against hers, then pulls away. "Do you feel better now?"
She nods her head again. "Yes," a big smile on her face.
"Good," kissing her again. They kiss for a while, then he pulls away again. "I have something to ask you."
"Yeah?" her hand reaching up to caress his cheek.
"Uh huh," he replies. "I know you have a lot going on right now, but I was wondering if you would spend Christmas with me this year."
She looks up at him with surprise. "Really?"
"Really,"' he repeats. "You don't need to give me an answer right now. Take as much time as you need."
"I don't need to think about it," she replies. "I would love to spend Christmas with you."
"Really?" he asks.
"Really," she replies. After a moment, she asks, "So what kind of present would you like Santa Claus to leave you under the Christmas tree this year?" her eyes twinkling.
"Just you," smiling down at her as her hand wraps around his head to pull his lips back onto hers...
THE END
Calendar Girl - Neil Sedaka
I love, I love, I love my calendar girl
Yeah, sweet calendar girl
I love, I love, I love my calendar girl
Each and every day of the year
(January) You start the year off fine
(February) You're my little valentine
(March) I'm gonna march you down the aisle
(April) You're the Easter Bunny when you smile
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
(Every day of the year)
(May) Maybe if I ask your dad and mom
(June) They'll let me take you to the Junior Prom
(July) Like a firecracker all aglow
(August) When you're on the beach you steal the show
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
(Every day of the year)
(September) Light the candles at your Sweet Sixteen
(October) Romeo and Juliet on Halloween
(November) I'll give thanks that you belong to me
(December) You're the present 'neath my Christmas tree
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year