De Santa residence…
"What's the mistletoe still doing up, Jack?" Carly says as she walks downstairs, Jack looking right at her.
Carly had on a pair of black skinny jeans, a black lace cami, red stiletto heels increased her height by 6 inches.
"Okay, you're more dressed up than usual." Jack says, Carly's usual cat eye makeup had a little more shimmer to it and she had on red lipstick.
"Well, it's New Year's Eve and in a few hours, we'll be ringing in 2016." Carly says.
"And you're all dressed up which means… one of us distracts Trevor while you and Johnny go at it like bunnies… got it." Jack says, Carly nodding. "Have you thought this through completely? Are you sure you're ready?" He asks.
"Yes and I understand your concern and you acting like an older brother-" Carly says.
"But you're an adult and you make your own decisions… doesn't mean Trevor won't try to break Johnny's neck." Jack says, hearing the door open and turns around, seeing Johnny walking in.
"He can try but i'm not backing down." Johnny says before walking over to Carly and kissing her.
Jack walked into the kitchen, grabbing a beer from the refrigerator and opening it, drinking it. He hoped that Carly doesn't end up with a broken heart like he did. He then remembered how tiny she is and was hoping that it doesn't hurt so much.
'It's gonna be her first time… pain would be natural but… she's so damn small.' Jack thought, Trevor walking in from the glass doors and briefly glancing at Johnny and Carly before walking to Jack.
"You thinking what i'm thinking, Jack?" Trevor says.
"That tonight, there's gonna be more fireworks than the ones in the sky." Jack says, finishing the beer before grabbing another one, Trevor grabbing one as well.
"I just hope that they use protection. If she ends up pregnant, i'm gonna kill him." Trevor says, opening his beer and drinking it.
"No, you're not and you'll both end up with bad hangovers if you drink too much." Michael says after walking into the kitchen and opening the whiskey bottle, pouring a glass and drinking it before putting the whiskey back and closing the fridge.
"Oh, you're one to talk Michael. I remember one New Year's Eve before the kids were born when you and Amanda ended up passed out on the roof of your home in Ludendorff." Trevor says, Amanda hearing that and trying not to laugh, holding onto her glass of wine. "Mandy, you've been drinking too?" He says.
"Just a bit. It's only my second glass." Amanda says, Michael knowing that she's lying. However, both already agreed to no fighting tonight and since Amanda seemed calmer around Trevor with a few drinks in her, Michael hoped it would stay peaceful and that they wouldn't ring in the new year in chaos.
"How long until they start fighting?" Johnny says softly, kissing Carly's neck as she moved her head up.
"I hope they don't. I want one year to start off without a fight…" Carly says, losing all train of thought when Johnny's right hand drifts down to her right leg, lightly massaging her inner thigh. "Hey, show some restraint, John boy. Not yet." She says, her voice between a whisper and a normal tone.
Johnny's arm drifts back up to around Carly's waist, his left arm around her shoulders as she placed her little hands on it, closing her eyes as he kissed her forehead, smiling slightly.
'Yep… they're gonna be at it like rabbits when the fireworks are going off… and into the next day as well.' Jack thought, throwing the beer bottle away.
Jack knew it was gonna be a hell of a New Year's Eve to remember.