A cup of tea in your hands, to mask your nervousness, as you sit on the sofa, eyes riveted on Kyle. Despite your 3-year relationship, this is your first Christmas together, the first where he's finally free of his duty, finally able to spend the Christmas holidays with you. He slumps down next to you, while gently taking your chin to kiss your forehead. "You ready to open all those presents? ", he asks tenderly, his eyes crinkling. The Christmas tree, twinkling with lights, at his feet, dozens of presents, boxes carefully wrapped and colorful ribbons.

You take a deep breath, and smile, as you kiss his jaw. You place your cup on the coffee table, and pick up a small package with trembling hands. "Open this one first," I say softly. An unexpected gift, not necessarily wanted, the new learned only a few days earlier. Kyle notices, the way you fidget, and smile tenderly, as he unwraps the gift, coming across a small box, which he opens, you can see his eyes widen, as he freezes for a few seconds before looking at you. "Really ... you ? We ... ? " I nod, tears welling up in my eyes "Really .... " you murmur, he looks at you for a few seconds still in shock before hugging you tightly. "Sweetheart , it's amazing, we're going to be parents" he says as he whips away your tears, his calloused hands cupping your cheeks.