Winter has already put you in the New Year's mood. Even this mood came before December, in the middle of November, as soon as Phillip Graves, your husband, decided to buy some tangerines to try. That's why you've already started preparing for New Year's Eve so early.

Beautiful colorful ribbons, new Christmas toys, gifts, home decorations. There was a lot more to spend, which made Graves grumble occasionally, saying that at this rate his wallet would be empty. He was joking, of course, but he still cared about how much you bought for the holiday.

Once you bought him a Santa suit, you had to talk Phillip into trying it on for a long time before he agreed. He thought it was the dumbest purchase ever, some red Santa suit, but he took it back when you came out of the adjoining bathroom to him in a short red and white dress. The dress emphasized all your curves perfectly, and the length of the dress was more than short, causing a wave of excitement in the man who was already fidgeting on the edge of the bed, looking at you with a smirk. Perhaps for the sake of this kind of role-playing, he wouldn't mind putting on a Santa suit

“Well, come here, my Mrs. Claus.”