"I was always terrible at Christmas," Shannon said idly. "My parents always had to hide the presents up on the shelves I couldn't reach or I'd shake them and figure it all out that way. Got 'em good with it one year, too."

"Complaint? No. Just hoping you can deal with your boyfriend not being nearly so... lively," he said, brows quirking up at the word choice. He couldn't deny how things had paid off at the end every time they'd done it so far, aside from the obvious part where it had gone terribly for a while. They had plenty of time to make up for that.