Page 78 of Can We Try?

“The nursery was more of a surprise, and the ring, that wasn’t your present. I just couldn’t wait a minute longer to ask you to be my wife. Come on.” Climbing out of bed, I help her to her feet, and we shower together.

Best Christmas morning ever.

“Breakfast was great,” I say, taking our plates to the sink.

“Thank you. It was a recipe I saw online. I was nervous last night when I was putting it together in the Crock-Pot. I wasn’t sure if it was going to turn out.”

“We should make it every year,” I suggest.

“I guess we can add this to our Noble family traditions,” Maggie tells me with a smile.

“Yep,” I say, offering her my hand. “Come on, woman. We have presents to open.” She takes my hand, and I lead her into the living room. Once there, I help her get settled on the couch with a pillow behind her back and her legs propped up with the reclining footrest.

“You first,” she tells me. “Grab the big blue one.”

Reaching under the tree, I grab the gift she pointed to, and bring it back to the couch. “What is it?” I ask her. It almost looks like a portrait of some kind with the way It’s wrapped.

“Open it and find out.”

Taking a seat opposite her on the couch, I carefully tear open the package. I turn it around so I can see and my breath stalls in my lungs. “Mags,” I croak. I’m staring at an artist-drawn rendering of Sean’s 3D ultrasound.

“You have everything, and I didn’t know what to get you, so I was looking online, and this popped up. We can hang it here, or you could take it to work if you wanted to.”

“This is incredible.”

“You’re an artist, so I was hoping you would appreciate it.”

“Babe, this is the best gift I’ve ever been given.” I lean over and press my lips to hers. “I love it. I don’t know if I want it at work or in our office here.”

“Either way.” She shrugs.

“Thank you.”

“Okay, your turn.” I stand, go back to the tree, and grab the gift that I think she’s going to love the most. I hand it to her and take a seat while she opens it.

“What? No way! A new Kindle? Mine is barely holding a charge,” she tells me.

“I know. There’s more on the back.” She flips it over and sees the gift card taped to it. “I figured you could pick out your own accessories. You hadn’t mentioned the case you wanted, so now you get to choose it on your own.”

“Thank you. I love this. The girls are going to be so jealous.” She shimmies in her seat.

“Nah, they’re all getting them too. Roman saw me buying yours, so he bought one. Then Maddox walked in, and he ordered one too. Then Forrest and Legend found out and they both bought one as well. You ladies are all going to be reading in style.” I laugh.

“You’re the best.” She tilts to the side, and I move in, kissing her softly. “I love you.”

“Love you too.”

We spend the rest of the morning opening gifts and snuggling on the couch. Maggie loved the earrings and bracelet I bought her, and I modeled the new jeans and long-sleeved button-up she got for me. By the time we’re done, there’s a pile of wrapping paper and we both have a stack of gifts.

“We went overboard,” she says, laughing before taking a sip of the hot chocolate I just handed her.

“Just wait until next year. It will be all of ours and Sean’s.”

“Emerson said that Lilly liked the boxes and the bows more her first Christmas than she did the presents.”

“Yeah, I remember that. I think this year that will change. Especially with the twins. Kane, on the other hand, he’s probably going to be all about the paper and bows.”

“I guess we’ll find out tomorrow.” She smiles.

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