"All yours," he mumbled against my lips. "All yours."

***

"Grandma," Kade hissed. "If you sing happy birthday one more time, I swear—" His words were ceased as she continued to sing, only louder.

I enjoyed the entire ordeal. Kade and I ran through the snow as soon as we were dressed. We went to several different spots in the state, but some were closed due to the weather.

I didn't care though, every bit of it was perfect. He'd given me countless gifts throughout the day, but there was still one more. When he would give it to me, I wasn't sure. I was already content with everything else, though.

As soon as we stepped foot into the house, Grandma Jacky had a cake that nearly towered over her head. This was the fourth time she had sang 'Happy Birthday' to me, much to Kade's annoyance.

it was hilarious to me. I told him it was his fault for telling her. I didn't care how annoying the song got, I appreciated that she took me into consideration. She could sing all she wanted.

Grandma Jacky chuckled as she handed me a bag. "I'm sorry if it's not the best gift, this imbecile told me too late." Her glare matched Kades. "Delivery is trash in December."

I smiled, peering down at the paper that topped off the gift. "I'm sure I'll love whatever you got me."

"Don't be so sure, sweetheart," Kade chuckled, his arm slithering around my waist to pull me in. "It might be a bomb."

I rolled my eyes at his statement, reaching a hand into the bag. When I pulled it out, a tiny, cool box was in my hand.

"I can't believe I actually put this shit on," Kade grumbled as he tugged at the Christmas pajamas. His head fell on top of my shoulder, casting me a soft glare. "Why did I let you talk me into it?"

I giggled with a shrug. "Because they were cute." My own were of the same design, so we were matching.

Grandma Jacky stood true to her word about the matching pajamas. Kade swore up and down he wouldn't put them on, but once I asked him, he did despite complaining the entire time. Grandma Jacky even bought her own pair with reindeer print as the design. I thought it was the cutest thing in the world.

"I like the influence she has on you already," Grandma Jacky chuckled as she took a sip of 'water' as she claimed it.

After placing the box down, I pulled at the top. When I saw what was inside, my heart clenched in my chest with appreciation.

Inside was a bracelet, rose gold and as beautiful as ever. Even though the shiny bracelet was what stood out, something else did too. The price tag. It was nearly a thousand dollars.

My chest caved in with a tight breath. "What..." I glanced up at his grandmother, who was grinning. "Thank you so much."

She took another sip from her glass before clapping. Kade groaned from behind me, cursing. Her movements were quick as she reached down, then placed another bag in front of me.

"You really didn't have to, this is so much already," I said. I was just fine with this one gift.

Grandma Jacky rolled her eyes, pushing the bag toward me. "Shush up, and open it. I hope the color's fine."

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