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Oh shut up, party pooper.

Look. I spent three days trying to find a stupid Christmas Gift for you and heard "baby it's cold out" twelve times. I'm fucking done.

Three days? Shit. [He grins. Because he is happy to see her and because he's drunk. Christmas Eve to New Years Day is clearly time to party all the damn time.] How about I make it number thirteen? I have a hell of a voice. [And he does. His mother use to make him compete in different music competitions, some of them for singing.]

No! You can Sing me me something else though. [she isn’t in fact as annoyed by the holidays as she Is restless. Too long keeping her head down. She is always glad to see Ronan though as he keeps things interesting. ] and pour me a glass of whatever you’re having

[He holds up a nearly empty bottle of very well aged Macallan whiskey.] Finish this and I'll grab something else. And then you can tell me what you're so crabby about. Pretty sure I can fix it.

[She takes the bottle and takes two drinks of the whiskey and then sits down on the sofa next to him.] I’m not crabby. I’m bored and have been stuck inside for weeks except when I went out and got shit on by horrible pop holiday songs. P

Ever been sledding? Ice skating? Need something more dangerous? I'm up for anything, gorgeous. Tell me how to unbored you. [He waggled his eyebrows.] Wanna make out?

I haven’t been sledding or skating since I left home. Earlier because I was a moody kid with no friends and would rather throw nails than socialize with my foster family.

I’d say let’s go driving and see if you can find someone to race but the roads are shit. And I don’t want to make out because then you might think I’m just here for that.

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I mean I don't mind if you are just here for that. But, driving could be fun. Never gone out to spin donuts in the snow?

Don’t get me wrong, you’re cute and I like how you kiss me. I just like you for other reasons than how you kiss too.

...no. I’ve never spun out a car on purpose.

Good. I kinda want you for more than the physical shit too.

Well. That's dumb. We're going to fix that.

Not that I have any complaints. For the record.

If we get arrested I’m going to wreck your car. Just so you know.

I mean, I have one. But it's on my end.

I'll just dream another one and white wash you!

What’s the complaint?

I never get tired of hearing you talk about dreaming things up.

That....[He rubs his hand over his head.] That I haven't taken it further. I want to. The dreams I have about you...

[He smirks at her.] Yeah? Why?

Well. You're a more-or-less good Catholic boy. In a weird way I respect that you're going to give yourself the worst blue-balls ever. Those dreams though? Not half as good as reality.

It's something special you can do and I love that you're proud of it.

It's not a Catholic thing. More of a fear thing? Fear of being inexperienced anyway.

I was afraid of it for a long time because of my dad and my brother. Hated myself for a long time too. Feels a lot better to embrace it.

[She touches her fingertips to his cheek and gives him a sympathetic look] Well there's no rush to do anything. I'm not going anywhere.

It should feel better. It's part of who you are. And it's sexy as hell that you embrace it.

It’s over! Now it’s time for people to look for valentines.

So. A shopping trip to Agent Provocateur.

Why would we need to shop? Everything goes on clearance the day after.

Trust me. Agent Provocateur doesn't go on sale.

Do you have a girlfriend or a boyfriend? It's a waste if you don't. You may as well just buy discount chocolate if you don't.

I... no. The cook makes me smile, but I don’t think she’s interested. Are you single? You’re very pretty.

I'm flattered, truly. But I'm seeing someone. But we're not having sex, so lets just go find that discounted chocolate.

Can we go there after March? I’d like some sexy things, just in case.

what happens after March?

I'd rather not say... but I’ll be in a better place to look pretty and find a nice person that likes me.

[She shrugs] If you say so.