“Carla.” He chuckled. “I promise that I found it in a tree. If I’d bought you that for Christmas I would say so. I mean, I’d want the credit for your smile.”
“Okay, I believe you.”
Sebastian lived to make her smile and he hated it when she was under the weather. Carla would tease him sometimes, saying that he fussed more than his mother did.
“So, you still haven’t told me if you’ve named her?” He grinned.
She shook her head and laughed. “Buttons.”
“Buttons? What kind of name is that?” He grumbled as he followed her back into the living room.
“It’s a good name. The little thing is white apart from the black dot on her nose. I’d rather call her Buttons than Dot.”
Sebastian rolled his eyes. “Now you’re just being ridiculous.”
Carla sniggered. “I learned from the best, and the most handsome.”
“Hmm, buttering me up will get you everything.”
“I don’t need to butter you up,” she stepped into his space and curved her free hand around his neck, “because I know you love me as much as I love you.”
“I love you more.” He grinned, and stole a quick kiss, knowing that argument would go on forever if he let it.
Carla’s eyes filled with heat before she gave him a heart-stopping smirk that made him think of naughty things. “I’m not getting into that right now. We can argue about that when we’re both naked and you’re begging me to put your dick inside me,” she purred.
Sebastian hardened at her words, wondering if they could get away with a quickie before his dad appeared to help him get the huge tree from his truck to the hole out front. The ground had been frozen so he’d borrowed some heavy equipment from one of the McKenzie construction sites to get it dug. His nearest and dearest admitted she’d always wanted a Christmas tree outside with lights covering it. So of course he bought the biggest one he’d found on the tree lot. He still wondered whether he’d have to call Ramon and Noah over to help as well because the thing was heavy as hell.
“That will be your dad,” Carla grinned.
“He has bad timing,” he grumbled.
“No, he doesn’t. I’m impatient to get the tree decorated and lit.” Carla was so damned excited over the tree that she had Sebastian forgetting about his horny dick and he grinned with her.
“I’ll go and find out the plan to getting the thing off my truck while you find a secure place to keep Buttons.”
Carla reached up and whispered against his lips, “I love you.” Her lips sealed his response in his mouth, which turned to a groan when she gave him her tongue.
His hand grabbed hold of her ass and brought her hard against him, but a ‘meow’ broke them apart. They’d nearly crushed the kitten between them.
Sebastian groaned, rearranged his dick and after a quick kiss to his wife, headed outside.
“It’s good that I picked your brother and Noah up,” his dad commented as he stared at the tree. His hands were firmly planted on his hips and his mouth was twisted into a sour frown.
Sebastian stood beside his dad and looked at the tree as well. Really, it wouldn’t be too bad except the trunk was really thick and it was large enough to be cumbersome to move.
Ramon nudged him, and Sebastian had to laugh as he noticed the same expression on his brother’s face.
“Can’t we split it in half?” Ramon asked, not helpful at all.
“Did you come to help get the tree planted or to drink coffee with my wife?” Sebastian grouched.
Ramon grinned and glanced toward the house. Sebastian sighed as his brother and Noah raced away from the tree and up the steps to the cabin. His dad laughed as the door slammed shut behind them. Sebastian grinned back at his dad; his brother and his partner wouldn’t be inside long because Carla wanted this tree up, and soon, so there’d be no coffee or cookies until the tree was planted.
“We’ll wait for the kids to come back out here and then we’ll get it out, son.” His dad rubbed his shoulder in a gesture that was all too familiar. A man of little words, his father, but the hand gesture was something he’d done since Sebastian had been small, and he grew up to realize that it was his father’s way of showing his love. They all relished it.
“I’m surprised you had time to come down here. Doesn’t Mom have you running around like usual?” His mom was really the glue that held the family together. She’d given a welcome to Carla and to each of his brothers’ girls without a second thought.
He shook his head. “She’s baking up a storm in the kitchen with Rosie and I was apparently in the way.” He chuckled. “I think what she meant when she said I needed to find something to do was that I needed to stop eating the Snickerdoodles.”
Sebastian straightened from where he was slouched against his truck. “Snickerdoodles? Mom made Snickerdoodles and you didn’t bring any?”
“Son, you know your mother when she has her mind set. They’re for Christmas Day. So it’s hands off or get an apron to help replace the ones in your stomach.”