He picks up the naked two anno old and plops him into the bath. “There. Your in. Stay in.”
te were holding baby Stephanie, who would not stop crying. Why did te and Dally even agree to watch Johnny’s kids? This wasn’t a great experience.
“Hey, (Y/N), look at this,” Dally grins.
te look in the bathroom to see Josh, sitting in the tub, his hair greased back, smiling like a maniac.
te can’t help but burst out laughing, only making the baby cry more.
“Stephie, shut the hell up!” Josh says from the tub.
“Josh!” te scold. te glare at Dally.
“It wasn’t me!” Dally says.
“Yeah right.” te say, rolling your eyes.
“In my opinion, we are the greatest babysitters ever.” Dally said, smiling.
“Hmmm… Merry Christmas.” te mumble.
“I got all of Danny’s presents under the tree.” He says, snuggling down into the letto a little more.
“Did te remember the football?” te ask.
“Yeah, I remembered that. It’s the best gift.” He smiles. “He’ll Amore it.”
“Yeah…” te mumble.
“Before te fall back asleep, I have a present for you.” He whispers to you.
“Mhmm?”
He leans over you, mostrare te a black box.
te open it, to see the most beautiful necklace.
“It was my mom’s.” he mutters. “I thought you’d like it.”
“I Amore it.”
“Merry Christmas, honey.”
