"Even you can't want to be at work today," There was no way he was actually complaining about getting to stay at home, in bed, today! All Febby could do was shake her head at him, chuckling. She was so very pleased that he had today off and was actually staying in with her.

Feeling him pull on her nightgown had her raising an eyebrow at him, a smirk on her lips. Not that she would mind, certainly not, but it wasn't exactly what she'd meant. "That could be arranged, but wasn't actually what I had in mind." For once.

She could have been easily persuaded, but was far too eager to give him the one she'd meant, to get side tracked now. Pushing up, she leaned in to kiss him with just enough of a tease behind it to satisfy the urge, Febs then moved toward the edge of the bed and pulled the package from its hiding spot.

Handing it to him, she curled her legs beneath her, sitting close, excited to watch him open it. "Merry Christmas, Love." She grinned, all kinds of antsy in anticipation of his reaction.