" Boy or girl?" he asked. I was lying down on my bed, and he sat up, playing with my two dogs; a schnauzer and a husky. We had been talking for hours, just about what to do now.
" Girl," I clarified, " Haven't thought of a name yet."
" Huh..." he said, " I want her to have a badass name...so kids will be like 'wow her parents must be badass rockers."
" Oh yeah?" I laughed, " Like what?"
" I don't know...." He laughed,  " Lemme think about it."
" We've got time, Im only three and a half months." I grinned. The most relaxed I have sounded in the past three months.
" If were gonna become a family..." he begins, " I think that were gonna have to make some changes. And I want it to start now. You know, start fresh, " he hands me a key.
" What's this?"
" Why don't you spend the holidays with me in a new house?"
" Slash! What the hell!!!! You bought a house!!! How long ago? Where?"
" My mother helped me out. And I want you to meet her as well.  I figured that I would try to straighten out things with you, and if it didnt work, I'd still live there. But now that I have you back, you and I have gotta live somewhere! And besides, you and I both deserve it. I want you to move in with me. I told you I wanted  to give you the best."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing, " Wait a minute...shouldn't we get married?"
" We'll worry about that later, okay?" he winked, as if he was up to something, " We've got a few days until we can head over there. So you can pack up your things and we can take them to the new house."
" Slash, you did all this just to get me back?"
" No," he explained, " I wanted you back, period. We could live in an apartment or a house. I wouldn't fuckin care, as long as you're here, with me."
" You took the words right out of my mouth."

Its the beginning of a new week, about ten more days until Christmas. Apparently, Slash has the holiday plans down solid. And I, clueless.
A truck comes days later, and I pack up all my stuff, and move out of the apartment. The new house is in Los Angeles. I drove my junky car, and the truck drove in front of me.
" One more turn," says Slash over the radio. I turned the car, and believe it or not, around the corner was something as exciting as Michael Jackson's Neverland. My eyes gazed upon the glossy spotless house, and I almost lost control of the car. " Holy Shit." I whispered to myself, and he chuckled with a good rasp. I missed that laugh, even though most of the time it turned into a cough.
I parked in the driveway, and I was literally speechless. I could cry tears of joy right then and there. Moving from a small spaced apartment to something close to a mansion is not something that happens in a daily life. Slash just kept laugh, he found my flabbergasted reactions amusing.

" You like it, huh?"
" Holy fucking shit." I couldn't say anything else, " Are you shitting me right now? This is a joke!!!"
" C'mon, let's make you hyperventilate a little more." he takes my hand and shows me the inside of my house.

The inside looks bigger than the outside; a three story house, with literally everything you could imagine. I could see that things hadn't been fully unpacked, there were a few unopened boxes in some rooms. It didn't matter to me; I was still too flabbergasted to speak. Theres a pool outside. He takes me to the bedroom and theres a California king bed, in a crimson cover sheet.  with some art on the wall. I was about to faint when he showed me a room I could make of my own for designing work.
" This is our house?"
" This is our house."

* YEEEEEEESSS! Guys this was my goal! To have the christmas theme surprise just around this time of year!!!!!!!!!!!! Im so happy!!!!! SO MUCH MORE TO COME!!!! PLEASE COMMENT AND VOTE!**