Chapter 55: Chapter 55

- Did you like the surprise, Aunt Missy? – Eleanor asked, her blue eyes shining with contentment – Uncle Logan said it would be even more special if we participated...

- It was just wonderful. - Missy smiled through tears, still touched - I can't imagine how it could be more perfect... - She stared at Logan, getting lost again in the depth of the love she felt for him, while her heart melted even more when she realized that he she had also shed a few tears of joy.

- I can't believe this finally happened! – Gwyneth's arms suddenly wrapped around both of them, pulling Missy into a hug so full of the purest motherly love that she found herself wanting to cry even more, now knowing that that sweet woman, who she already considered her mother in her heart for a long time, now it would officially be too, very soon - I'm so happy for you, my children... - Gwyneth sniffed, distributing emotional kisses to her son's and daughter-in-law's cheeks repeatedly, until her teary green eyes fixed on each other. on the dainty ring on her right hand – Oh dear… it looks just perfect on you…

-Oh… – Missy also looked at her ring, suddenly fearful-Gwyneth… Your ring… – she started, worried.

- Don't worry about it, honey... - Gwyneth smiled affectionately, without any sign of discomfort in her expression, as she reached out to gently caress Missy's cheek - The moment Daniel gave me this ring, I knew that I would like it to become a family heirloom, rather than being monopolized on my finger. And now I know I couldn't have made a better decision. – A few more emotional tears trickled down her mother-in-law's eyes, before she disguised them with a playful smile – And, after all, there's nothing to worry about. Soon you and Logan will have a baby, and in the blink of an eye, the ring will be on his lover's finger.

Blushing, embarrassed, Missy felt Logan – her fiancé, her heart registered, almost bursting with joy – hug her from behind as Daniel wheeled his wheelchair over to them, smiling gently at her as he gave her hand an affectionate squeeze.

- You've always been part of our family, Missy. But knowing that now you'll be by my son's side forever and we'll never have to see that lonely and inconsolable shadow in his eyes again... - Daniel needed a moment to compose himself, his voice cracking - He doesn't know how much it means to me. Thank you for making our Logan so happy, my dear. – he squeezed her hand between his even more – You are our daughter now. Never forget that. – He murmured that last part against her shoulder, since Missy had leaned over to hug him, touched – And my Gwyneth is right. There could be no greater honor for this little ring than spending the next few years with the woman our first born loves.

- My father bought this ring to propose to my mother... A few days after they met. - Logan said, laughing - It's a symbol of their love. – with a deep voice full of solemnity, he hugged her again, almost as if he was no longer able to stop touching her - That's why I wanted to give it to you: so that the two of us can have a love like one of them . A love that is capable of overcoming any adversity, no matter how terrible it is. It's a bit simple, I know, as he didn't have a lot of money at the time, but…' he continued, looking almost embarrassed, but Missy quickly cut him off, placing a finger over her lips.

- The ring couldn't be more perfect either, Logan, as well as the request. – Missy smiled, beaming, pulling him into another passionate kiss – I love you.

- Oh, swear? – Paul joked, approaching the two – For a moment I had the impression that you only agreed to marry him because I produced two adorable nephews who will now officially be yours too.

- And of course you made them yourself. – Diana snorted, before taking a step forward and enveloping Missy in a welcoming hug – Congratulations, Missy. God knows he's making a big sacrifice fending off that big, hard-headed curmudgeon I call a brother, so I can only thank you for your courage.

- I love you too, little sister. - Logan sighed, good-humored, earning a laugh from Diana.

- I always knew your heart wasn't made of stone, as you liked to pretend. – Diana joked for a moment, before finally hugging her brother too – Congratulations, you stubborn one. I hope you finally understand that you deserve all the love you've always run away from. – although his tone was severe, it was easy to notice the brotherly affection that was also there, especially when his face broke into a bright smile – Congratulations, brother.

- Yes, congratulations! - Paul celebrated, euphoric, ruffling Missy's hair while stroking her with one hand, making her laugh – I'm glad you and my grouchy brother-in-law managed to overcome all these crazy complications. I swear I've never seen a couple more unlucky than you!

- Yes... – Missy gave a shy smile – What happened three months ago was horrible, it's true. But I was very lucky to have Logan by my side to get me through this after what those two did. – her smile became more comfortable, although Paul's reaction was not what she expected: first, he looked surprised, then confused and, when his eyes found a specific point right above Missy's shoulders, he looked startled by a thousandth for a second, before turning to face her, sketching a nervous smile, something that was very unusual for Paul and his carefree personality.

'Yes, yes, of course…' He chuckled, seeming to be trying, without much success, to pretend that he wasn't disconcerted.

Confused, Missy turned her gaze to what he was looking at behind her, surprised to find Logan standing right beside her. For less than a millisecond, she thought she saw the remnants of a grim, almost troubled gleam in her eyes, but then he was smiling lovingly at her, as if that shadow had never been there.

- Make way! Big sister passing by! Megan's commanding voice interrupted her confused thoughts and, shaking her head imperceptibly, Missy brushed it aside, convinced that it had all been a simple mess of her mind, as she watched her sister approach.

- I can't believe you're actually getting married. – Megan sighed when she finally wrapped her arms around his shoulders – What is it with Knight men that they can't even wait 6 months into their relationship to start thinking about making things more serious?

- What are you accusing me of? – Logan laughed, playful – I waited a whole 90 days, excluding all the previous months, since I met her. Devon barely managed to hold out until the fourth day.

- I know. – Megan grunted, although her smirk betrayed her satisfaction in remembering that – But it's still hard to believe that, in a while, I'll be watching my little sister get married… – her sister sniffed, seeming to be trying to contain herself. not to cry.

- I would say “very soon”, rather than “some time”. - Logan shrugged, displaying a small smug smile.

- And I wouldn't just say "watching me get married"... - Missy secretly smiled, kissing her sister's cheek - I would say, "entering the ceremony with me".

- Missy... - Megan choked and, finally, tears began to spill from her chocolate eyes – Do you... Do you really want to...?

- Do I want you to drive me to Logan on our wedding day? Of course I do, Megan. – Smiling tremulously, Missy wiped her own tears, while hugging her sister even tighter – What would have become of me if you hadn't been by my side? If I hadn't had your support, if you hadn't taken care of me and believed in me, even when I didn't believe in myself? – She ran her thumbs over Megan's cheeks, wiping away her tears – Even if Daddy was still with us, I would still want you to walk down the aisle with me. And, being together, I know he'll be with us... - Missy panted, unable to complete the sentence.

- In our hearts… – her older sister completed, with a tearful smile – Oh, Missy… Of course I'm going to walk you down the aisle… – Megan gasped, with an emotional smile – Nothing would let me happier than being next to my little sister that I love so much. Especially knowing how happy Daddy would be to see you with that smile on your face...

- Do you think he would approve of me? - Logan whispered that question gently, standing next to them next to Devon, both with affable expressions on their faces.

- Well, honestly, he would never really convince himself that any man in the world was worthy of his daughters. – Megan laughed, anxiously trying to wipe her damp face and contain her cracked voice – But, I'm sure that, after he got over the desire to shoot you, he could start to tolerate you, if you proved that you really do my little sister happy. – she kissed Missy's cheek, now much more smiling.

-Good to know... - Logan chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around Missy's waist as soon as Megan let go of her, looking around at the whole family, while she smirked - Would anyone else like to offer their congratulations? Or could I have some alone time with my bride?

- For what? Ellie wanted to know, tilting her head to the side curiously, which made Missy blush.

- We'll wait for Santa Claus together. - Logan replied calmly, without any hesitation, although Missy could recognize the soft lustful touch in her voice.

- So why that they can't do this to us? – the little girl insisted.

- Because I asked him to bring some very special gifts for my bride. – Logan leaned over to whisper confidentially in his niece's ear, although everyone could hear him – And, when he arrives, I want us to be alone so I can see your aunt's smile… – he looked at Missy sideways, provocative "And hopefully get lots of kisses." - Logan explained to Eleanor, theatrically honeyed.

- Ew! Ellie exclaimed, adorably disgusted, making everyone laugh.

- Go ahead and have the romantic night you both deserve. – Gwyneth encouraged them, still looking completely radiant – Tomorrow, as soon as you wake up, there will be a very special breakfast waiting for you.

- Oh, Gwyneth... You don't have to bother... - Missy started to speak, but was quickly interrupted.

- Christmas is a time to give thanks for blessings. – Gwyneth explained, with a look full of motherly love – And, this Christmas, not only did my eldest son find the love he so deserved, but I officially gained another daughter. How could I not thank you for that by doing something special? – she laughed softly while asking that question, as if it were the funniest rhetoric of all – Now, go. Go, or you will lose more precious minutes of this special night here with us. I still remember when I became engaged... - the way she lowered her green and mischievous eyes to Daniel was almost like a mirror of Logan - I know the last thing you need is to be in a room... With people. - She completed, containing a perverted smile.

- What do you mean, grandma? - Eleanor asked, giving the cue for her and Logan to say goodbye, containing their laughter only when they had already reached the corridor of the rooms, right next to the tapestry.

- I think my mother just regretted having said that. - He joked, rocking her in her arms as they walked calmly towards the double room where they were staying.

- Yes... - Missy laughed - I'm sure that...

However, when she was about to continue the sentence, the world before her eyes blurred for a second and her knees lost their strength, making her slide forward for a short second, until Logan wrapped her even more tightly between her arms, preventing her from falling.

- Missy! – he panted, sounding terribly worried, while the sudden dizziness she felt already started to pass, allowing her to recover quickly – Are you okay?

- It's nothing... I just... - She shook her head, still slightly disoriented, but luckily also with her legs steady again - I felt a little dizzy, all of a sudden... - she admitted, but soon let it go. aside - I'm sure it was just the excitement of the night. Do not worry. She placed a kiss on his jaw, although Logan was still visibly unconvinced.

- Are you sure about that? It may be December 25th, but I would be able to get you a doctor as soon as daylight breaks, and...

- Logan… - she interrupted his torrent of words, trying to calm him down – I'm fine, I swear. It was just a common malaise. Do not worry. – Wanting to make him relax, she brushed her lips gently against his, in a kiss that was almost a caress, as well as a promise – You know what I would really like to know? I wanted to find out if it's true that Santa Claus is going to bring me yet another amazing present on behalf of my fiancé, or if this was just a fabrication to throw off a certain very adorable and curious little girl? She ran her fingers over the sweater that covered his chest but still wasn't able to hide his well-defined shapes.

- It's so adorable how you think you can easily distract me, even if it's a matter as important as your health... - Logan sighed, equally amused and apprehensive, before continuing - Normal or abnormal, if you feel it again , we both go running to a hospital. No excuses and, most importantly, no attempts to distract or seduce me. – he teased her, holding her lips in a short and intense kiss, which ended with him smiling evilly against her mouth – As for your gift… It's the purest truth. I would like to see you, future Mrs. Knight?

- Most assuredly, future Mr. Sutton. – she accepted his invitation full of ulterior motives, containing a little cry as he took her in his arms, advancing with her quickly to the bedroom door.

However, as soon as he set her down and the door opened, Missy was momentarily stunned, before letting out the giggle she'd been holding back, when she realized that there really was a sea of fancy bags covering most of the length of the massive bed. double that was in the room.

- And to think that I always thought of you as one of the most controlled people I knew. – she teased him, giving him a few steps in front of him as he closed the door behind them, raising his hands as if to defend himself.

- Do not look at me like that. Half of that came from Santa, after all. – he defended himself, shrugging, even without being able to hide the cheeky little smile that threatened to spread across his face.

- I just hope he was so excited about Ellie and Derek's gifts too. Missy shook her head, though she still couldn't help but smile as she approached the bags, noticing that most of them had the same symbol stamped on them: something that was very remotely familiar to her, although she couldn't remember exactly where.

Curious, she pulled out one of the bags that was over the edge of the bed and, which, by chance, was one of the few that had a different symbol, which looked very similar to something of Japanese origin. Opening it to find some plastic wrap, a huge smile spread across Missy's face as she reached for one of the dresses that had been stored there.

- Did you buy all the rest of the Sailor Moon themed dress line? – Missy gasped, in total delight, as she continued to unpack more and more dresses, blouses and skirts covered in delicate details from her favorite anime as a child.

- I'll search all over Japan again, just to buy one more if it makes you smile that charming way again. He sat beside her on the bed, touching her cheek with a deep bow.

- Oh, Logan… – she sighed passionately, blushing – You didn't have to…

- Make you happy? Of course I did. – Logan stated, passionately determined, while pulling her onto his lap, knocking over some bags in the process – And I plan to spend the rest of our lives doing exactly that, wife. He gave her one of those breathtaking smiles along with a teasing kiss.

- Does that mean we can start formally treating each other as husband and wife? she purred, brushing her nose against his.

- Of course you do. – He smirked against her lips, running his hands down her legs until they reached her ass – The papers we're going to sign during the ceremony are just a mere formality. From now on, you are mine. – He kissed her hand, where the engagement ring was, his green eyes shining in the candlelight – Just like I was yours since we saw each other for the first time.

- Oh, Logan… – she sighed, enchanted, caressing his face lovingly – I love you so much… My Husband. She gave a shyly passionate smile, which only made his expression even more radiant.

- And I love you more than anything, my wife. – he pulled her into a wild kiss, which led them to squirm on the bed, taking several more bags to the floor, spreading and revealing their contents on the floor, while Missy moaned against his lips, opening only a crack of her eyes when he heard the thud of packages against the carpet...

And she gasped slightly when she saw one of the packages that was almost completely out of one of the bags, with a half-naked model, apparently showing off the lacy piece that was inside the package.

- You bought me one of those lingeries we saw at the mall? Missy half-laughed and half-gasped, breaking the kiss to focus her gaze on the package that showed a woman wearing a baby blue lace ensemble that looked like it was inspired by Elsa from the movie Frozen.

- An? – Logan asked mockingly – Come on, Missy, you know me better than that. He blinked, shameless.

- You bought the whole line?! – Her jaw dropped open, shocked, as she looked at all the bags that were around them, from the few that were still on the bed, to the ones that were thrown on the floor, quickly counting how many there were – Nine pieces?!

- And I really hope they do more soon. – he moistened his eyes, his expression becoming full of desire – I can't wait to see how you will look in each one of them...

'I thought half of it came from Santa…' she teased, with a breathless laugh, still surprised he'd spent all that money.

- And they came. - Logan smiled shamelessly, giving her ass a vigorous squeeze that made her jump - They were courtesy of your particular Santa Claus. – He moved his eyebrows suggestively, before pressing his lips to her ear, with a hoarse and lascivious tone – Now… If you liked your gifts, how about thanking your good old man?

- I don't know about the old man… – she laughed softly, before starting to remove his sweater over his shirt, exposing his well defined chest to her – But I would really love to talk a little with my Santa Claus… And thank you…” She sighed, rolling her hips over the growing erection in his pants.

-You can talk, young lady ... - he caressed her breasts over her favorite sweater, patterned with stars, before starting to undo the buttons – Did you like your gifts? Good girls always get too many gifts...

- I loved each one of the gifts… – she sighed longingly when he threw her sweater on the floor, exposing her bare breasts – What can I do to thank you?

- Well... I don't see any cookies around here... - he absently ran his eyes around the room, before returning to stare at her with a malicious expression - But maybe you can offer me something even better... – he murmured, staring at her breasts with an almost fierce desire.

- With all my pleasure... - she left his lap a little so that she could kneel on the bed, bending down until her excited nipples were inches from his mouth - But, first... Could you help me? with a problem, Santa Claus?

"Anything you want…" he growled, not taking his eyes off her bare chest.

- You brought me a lot of lingerie as a gift... - she lamented, pretending concern - What should I do with all this?

- I suggest using them, of course. – His smile couldn't be described as anything but deliciously devilish – And, since there are so many of them and you certainly need someone to admire you wearing them… Why don't you let me help you with that?

- Great idea. – Missy returned his mischievous smile and, quickly reaching for the wrapped lingerie that was closest, she began to make an effort to give her future husband another Christmas present...

And also to Santa Claus, of course.