"Happy Christmas, my darling," she whispers back, her smile warm and filled
with love. She knows that she will have to move, to slip on a chemise and
likely offer him her scrubs so he has something to sleep in that isn't his
trousers. But for now she's content to lay in his arms a while longer,
marveling in what they have, and how happy she is.
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Date: 2014-01-07 03:31 am (UTC)"Happy Christmas, my darling," she whispers back, her smile warm and filled with love. She knows that she will have to move, to slip on a chemise and likely offer him her scrubs so he has something to sleep in that isn't his trousers. But for now she's content to lay in his arms a while longer, marveling in what they have, and how happy she is.