"Nick we need to do something with this lot!" Carla stressed as she tripped over the carrier bags filled with gifts for the fourth morning running.
"Well wrap them then," Nick laughed as he finished his coffee, "We could sit and do it now if you want?"
"I've got to get to work," Carla said kicking some of the bags to the side.
"It's nearly Christmas surely there can't be that much do to," Nick protested, he was desperate to try and get Carla more into the spirit of Christmas.
"Well, no but if I clear all the paper work it's just less stressful," Carla said picking up her cup from the worktop and sat on a stool.
"Just the morning won't hurt, Nick said moving so he was in front of Carla, "Come on, Aidan and Johnny will be alright for a few hours."
"Can't you just do it? I'm hopeless at wrapping," Carla moaned.
"No, we should do it together, it'd be fun," Nick said like a child; he had a hand each side of her waist and was rocking her to the rhythm of his speech.
"Nick I'm not five," Carla laughed trying to stop him from rocking her, "You just wrap them."
"No, I want to do it with you," he said before kissing Carla gently.
"No," Carla mumbled against his lips, "Nick," She said pushing him away.
"Come on, it's Christmas just take the morning off," Nick said wrapping his arms around Carla.
"No," Carla said attempting to stand from the stool.
"You're staying here," Nick laughed.
"No, I'm not," Carla said with a fake laugh.
"Um yes you are, have you seen how much we brought?"
"Yes Nicholas I was there when we got it all," Carla said sliding from his grip and heading over to the door.
"No, no, no," Nick said going up behind her, "You have to help me wrap these."
"Nick…I really don't want to," Carla moaned.
"Just the morning come on," Nick said taking her hand in his.
"Okay, okay," Carla finally gave in and placed her bag on the side.
"Nick babe, we don't have anything to wrap the presents in," Carla suddenly realised.
"Wait here."
"Woah," Carla laughed as Nick re-entered the flat.
"Well I didn't know how much we'd need," Nick said as he sat beside Carla on floor with the two carrier bags of wrapping paper.
The couple sat opposite each other as they wrapped presents; Carla would hold the paper the allow Nick to stick it. They sat in a comfortable silence; the fire was on slightly giving the room a warm glow.
"When I was little, Rob used to make me little silly presents and wrap them in newspaper," Carla said with a slight smile as they wrapped David's shoes.
"Mum never used to tag anything; she'd leave us to figure out which wrapping paper had our presents," Nick said laughing, "I remember one year I unwrapped one of Sarah's dolls."
"Bet she wasn't impressed."
"No, she wasn't," Nick chuckled.
They finished wrapping most of the presents and had, typically, left the hardest till last.
"How are we even supposed to wrap this?" Carla asked looking at the handbag they'd purchased for Michelle.
"Gift bag?" Nick suggested.
"Do you not think that looks lazy?" Carla asked as she continued to study the bag.
"Ninety minutes ago you didn't want to wrap anything!" Nick laughed at how Carla's attitude had changed once she'd begun to enjoy herself.
"I know but everyone else's gifts look lovely," Carla observed, the pair had carefully wrapped each gift adding ribbon and bows.
"Put it in a gift bag with tissue paper on top then," Nick said handing Carla the red and silver paper.
"Thank you."
"So..." Nick said moving so he too was sat against the sofa, "what do you want from Santa?"
"Nothing," Carla sighed contently resting her head in Nick's shoulder.
"You must want something," Nick said knowing Carla always had her eye on shoes or a new bag.
"Nope."
"Nothing at all?" Nick asked moving his arm so Carla could cuddle into his side.
"You've just got me a gorgeous engagement ring," Carla said observing the glistening ring, "I couldn't ask for anything else Nick."
"You must want something under the tree."
"Nope," Carla shook her head, "What would you like under the tree?"
"No, no don't turn this on me," Nick laughed kissing the top of her head.
"I'm just asking you what you want," Carla smiled.
"Nothing," Nick said with a shrug.
"You must want something un-" Nick cut Carla off from mimicking his earlier words by tickling her sides and lifting her into his lap. Carla's laugh filled the room till Nick stopped.
"Everything's going to be okay now," Carla declared, "I love you."
"And I love you," Nick said smiling before holding Carla close.
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