Christmas Night
Stretched out on a lounge chair out on the patio, snuggled under a blanket with Beast, Rusti mused quietly on the day, thinking that Christmas hadn't been quite so fun since she'd been ten or so. She still had yet to weasel out of Beast what it was he was supposed to be surprising her with, but she could wait just a little bit longer for the moment, since she was comfortable, and any weaseling might involve a wrestling match.
She turned her head slightly and kissed the corner of his mouth. "Merry Christmas, Beast."
She turned her head slightly and kissed the corner of his mouth. "Merry Christmas, Beast."