by K. L. Savage
Gross.
Reaper hands me a gift next. “I thought we agreed we wouldn’t buy each other anything? I took that literally. I didn’t get you a present.”
“It’s for both of us,” he says.
“Okay.” I lift a brow and pucker my lips as I carefully open the envelope. I pull out two plane tickets and a brochure. “Oh my God.” I read the itinerary. “A week’s vacation in Alaska! You’re serious? How … when? You need to be here?”
“Tool can handle it. Maizey is going to hang out with Dawn and Skirt. Everything will be fine. Tool is VP for a reason. I want time with my wife. Me and you, Doll. Do you want that?”
Pinpricks sting my eyes as I try not to cry, but it’s a losing battle. “Are you kidding? I’ll go anywhere with you.” This time, it’s my turn to kiss him senseless. I can understand why Daphne took Tongue to the bedroom. I’m ready to tear his pants off and mount him standing.
“I have a gift for you two,” Doc says, handing us a small package.
“You’re under the mistletoe!” Maizey points to Knives and Mary.
They’re arguing because Mary got him coal for Christmas, and he got her a pegged leg. A fake one, but she’s currently beating him upside the head with it.
“I’d rather kiss a freaking toad then kiss Knives!” Mary slams the leg down on Knives’ shoulder.
Knives wraps an arm around her waist and tugs her head back by her hair. “If it gets you to shut up, I’m willing to do anything!” He smashes his lips against her, and I’m nearly bursting at the seems with excitement. Finally.
They act like they hate each other, but they don’t.
The kiss turns from angry to soft, and Mary pulls back, trying to blink away her daze. She shoves the wooden leg into Knives’ stomach and stomps away.
“That woman is crazy!” Knives groans.
“Anyway,” Doc clears his throat and offers us the gift again. It’s cute, wrapped in a metallic green paper with a red satin bow. “You have to open it together.”
Reaper and I tug the ends of each side of the bow, and the ribbon floats to the ground. We tear the paper off to reveal a piece of plastic. I’m staring at a positive sign right in the middle. “What is it?” I ask him. “Is it a life alert for Reaper?” I chuckle at my own joke, and everyone laughs with me.
I can be funny.
“Maybe. In about nine months. You’re pregnant, Sarah. I re-ran the test. It’s positive.”
“It’s—” I gasp, my words failing me. “It’s p-p-pos… positive?” I whisper, and my hand trembles. “Really?” My voice becomes high-pitched as I cry.
“Really, Sarah. Merry Christmas,” Doc grins.
Reaper and I stare at one another, not believing what we’re seeing. Reaper falls to his knees in front of everyone and kisses my stomach. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” he chants.
“We’re pregnant.”
Reaper wraps his arms around me and lays his cheek against my stomach. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” I run my hands through his hair, and he jumps to his feet. I stand back, stunned by the sudden movement.
He takes my hand and lifts it in the air. “We’re pregnant!” he announces to everyone, and the entire MC cheers and claps.
It really is the best Christmas ever.
Because only the best miracles happen on Christmas.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS, YOU BASTARD BY BLINK-182
SANTA STOLE MY GIRLFRIEND BY THE MAINE
FOOL’S HOLIDAY BY ALL TIME LOW
MERRY CHRISTMAS, KISS MY ASS BY ALL TIME LOW
DON’T SHOOT ME SANTA BY THE KILLERS
DASHER BY GERARD WAY
YULE SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT BY FALL OUT BOY
GRANDMA GOT RUN OVER BY A REINDEER BY REEL BIG FISH
THIS CHRISTMAS (I’LL BURN IT TO THE GROUND) BY SET IT OFF
CHRISTMAS DRAG BY I DON’T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME
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Jeff FIVE LITTLE WORDS
PREQUEL - REAPER’S RISE
BOOK ONE - REAPER
BOOK TWO - BOOMER
BOOK THREE - TOOL
BOOK FOUR - POODLE
BOOK FIVE - SKIRT
BOOK SIX - PIRATE
BOOK SEVEN - DOC
BOOK EIGHT - TONGUE
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