“I’m fucking coming,” I mumble, grabbing my coffee and entering the den. The girls are sat on the sofa closest to the tree and Cobra is on one of the recliners opposite them. Where the fuck did the presents come from? I sure as shit didn’t carry them all in here.
“I moved them in here when I woke up, Champ.” Lauren is staring at me, trying hard to not laugh at the expression that’s plastered on my face. “Who’s opening a present first?” She directs her attention to everyone as I take my seat on the remaining chair in the room.
“Oh! You can open mine first, here you go!” Alexis grabs a large box and places it into Laurens hands and bounces in her seat. “Go on, don’t just stare at it! Open it!”
Lauren smiles big and rips through the reindeer paper and ribbon covering the box. Once fully opened we see Alexis got her a full designer make-up kit, what designer? I have no idea. It’s like a carry case of some shit with loads of different bits and bobs. Her eyes widen and shine with happiness.
“Well, shit! Thank you so much, Lex!” Lauren carefully places the box on the floor and reaches over to Alexis, pulling her in for a tight hug. Once they pull away, Lauren states, “As you gave me mine, you can have yours.”
Lauren passes her a smaller box, wrapped in penguin wrapping paper and Alexis doesn’t need to be told, she rips that mother fucker to shreds. She stares in awe as a watch lands on her legs. Diamonds and rubies are etched around the clock face and a tear slides from her left eye. “Lauren, it’s beautiful! It’s perfect. I love it, thank you!” Another hug happens and I swear the morning is going to drag if they hug after every damn present.
After a half hour of opening gifts from each other, Lauren hands me a small gift, I can see the worry and nervousness on her face, she’s biting her bottom lip and her brows have creased down the middle. “Don’t be nervous. I loved the boots and the lighter, babe. I’ll cherish anything you give me.”
“I sure hope so. Just…open it already.” She waves a hand at me and continues standing in front of me which, in turn, makes me a little nervous.
Carefully unwrapping the shiny paper, I open it to a little stick thing that shows two dark blues lines. I stare at it in confusion for a second before my brain finally clicks. “Is this? Are you? Are we pregnant, Lauren?” I look up into her face as tears fall down her face and she nods.
“For real? This isn’t some sort of joke right? You’re serious?” I’m babbling like a fucking idiot but I can’t seem to help it.
“Yes, we are.” She looks up at me through her long, dark lashes and watches carefully at my face for a clue as to how I’m feeling. A giant of a smile washes over my face before I throw the stick aside and stand, rushing to embrace her and swing her around the room, placing slobbery kisses all over her face. “I’m going to be a daddy?”
“Yes, Champ.”
I’m so fucking happy, my heart could literally burst at the seams right now. We’re going to be parents and a mini Crusader will be born in nine months, or however fucking long it is.
I never thought I was cut out to be a dad, never thought I’d get a happily ever after, never thought about ever having a family of my own. Until now. Now, it’s all I ever want and more. This brings to me my main gift for Lauren. All my nerves are gone now as excitement has taken over my body.
Placing Lauren back on the ground, I drop to one knee in front of her, pulling a small purple velvet box from my sweats pocket. “Lauren, even before you gave me this fucking amazing news, I was gonna do this, so don’t think it’s just because you’re about to make me a very happy fucking man. But I’ve loved you since I laid eyes on you, I may not have shown it at times, hell, I know I haven’t. But you make me the sappiest sack of shit on this planet, I want to spend my life cherishing you, loving you, comforting you. I want to get old and wrinkly with you. One day I want to even share my bedpan with you.” I pause letting everyone laugh loudly. “But please make me an even happier man and be my wife?”
“Yes, yes, fuck yes!” I slip the elegant, medium sized diamond ring on her finger and jump back to feet to pull her close. I kiss her like my life depends on it, my hands fisting her hair.
“I fucking love you, Lauren, with every beat of my heart. You’ve made my life complete.” I hug her close until Cobra slaps me on the shoulder.
“Congratulations, mother fucker. You have just had everything land at your feet in one go. I’m proud to share this moment with you two.” We share a group hug before we all sit back around the tree and chat for hours, me and Cobra sharing a few beers and the girls talking baby shit.
My life is complete. I’m a fucking happy man.
Lauren