Oh, Santa

I glanced around our bedroom. The Christmas tree and the fireplace created a pretty glow within the room. I replaced the white linens with cheery red ones. "Okay, Gertie, time to see Santa." I muttered to myself. As if on cue, my snow globe buzzed. I glanced at myself in the mirror one last time before sitting on the edge of our bed."Hi, sugar cookie." His deep voice made my stomach flip even after all these years.
I stared at him for a moment, still not believing this was what he wanted for Christmas. "Gertie?" Disclaimer: Intended for mature readers 18+ because of strong sexual scenes and language