Halloween, Christmas, and now Valentine's Day! I hope everyone who reads this likes it just as much as the others. I know I'm off by a week but I still wanted to post this anyway. Warning it does get a little steamy but nothing to graphic.

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I jogged up the steps to the door, slipping my key in the lock before sneaking inside. I crept into the living room where I could hear the TV on. I smiled at the sight I found in front of me. Reggie was sprawled out on her back on the couch tossing popcorn up into the air only to catch it in her mouth seconds later.

"How do you that?" I asked curiously leaning against the arch separating the rooms.

Startled, she jumped up sending popcorn kernels everywhere.

"Twist! I thought you couldn't get a flight out until Friday?" She squealed coming over to throw her arms around my neck tightly.

"What kind of husband would I be if I missed our first Valentine's as husband and wife?" I shot back happily surprised she believed my little white lie in the first place.

"One just like the rest?" She teased.

I tapped her ass playfully, protesting with a "Hey!"

"Oh you know you aren't" She kissed me as assurance.

"Yeah?" I questioned.

"Yeah. You're the kind of husband all the other wives on the block wish they had." She continued kissing me again, each time her lips lingered longer than the last.

"You aren't too bad yourself." I answered gently tapping her nose.

"Yeah?" She copied taking the hat off my head, throwing it to the floor so she could run her fingers through my hair doing what she liked best.

"Yeah." I chuckled. I wrapped my hands around her waist running my hands up her back to tug on her own hair. "I'm gonna go take a shower." I let her know, dropping a kiss on her forehead before stepping out of her reach.

"Want some company?" She smiled biting her lower lip as she twirled her hair with a finger.

I grinned, not hesitating to respond. "Yes. God I missed you."

"I missed you too believe me." She walked over to me resting her chin on my shoulder to look up at me before continuing. "Follow me upstairs and I'll show you just how much." She winked wickedly.

She made it up one step before I grabbed her to get her attention. Once I got it I scooped her up in my arms and carried her up the stairs.

"You couldn't wait?" She laughed at my eagerness.

"I've been gone for three days Reggie. Be glad I didn't ravish you downstairs on the couch like I wanted to the moment I saw you." I told her nipping her ear before placing a hot kiss on her neck.

Turning on lights as I went, I brought her into the master bathroom before I let her feet touch the ground. I turned the water on making sure it wasn't too hot before turning back to Reggie to pull her in for a hug.

"I think you're wearing too much." I murmured nuzzling the right side of her face. With my hands on her hips I slipped them under her shirt touching her skin. Slowly I brought the cotton tee up and over her head smiling down at the exposed flesh.

"Like what you see?" She asked even though she could see the lust I had for her in my eyes. I bent my head to capture her lips with my own.

"I love you." I mumbled against her skin. Kissing my way down her neck to the swell of her breasts.

"I love you too." She giggled throwing her head back. I left a trial of wet kisses back up to her mouth tasting her once more. Her tongue thrashed with mine as she let out an excited moaned.

"Why are we still wearing clothes?" She asked, a question I was just thinking myself. I tugged my shirt off over my head separating our mouths for a second as I did. She recaptured my lips impatiently placing her hands on my chest. She pushed me back against the shower door before raking her hands down my abdomen in a race to find the button for my denims. Mimicking her I undid her pants pushing them down her legs along with her panties to leave a pool of clothing at her feet. Having accomplished the same with my own jeans she leapt up into my arms wrapping her legs around my waist. Opening the door to the shower I stepped inside letting the steam from the water engulf us.

We were in there almost an hour re-familiarizing each other using a bar of soap.

"If this is what I can look forward to ever time I leave I should go away more often." I teased her later as we were drying off.

She pulled on one of my shirts before crawling into bed. "I love you."

I pulled on some boxers before climbing in with her. "I know. I'm pretty sure you just proved to me how much a little bit ago." I chuckled pulling her into my arms.

"Twist, I'm serious. The fact that you flew back just so we wouldn't miss our first married Valentines together was really sweet and just reminded me why I love you so much." She replied misty eyed.

"Hey, I know. There's no need to cry Reggie I love you too. You're smart and beautiful and I consider myself lucky every day that I have you in my life." I assured her holding her tightly against my chest.

"God, I'm such an emotional mess." She laughed at herself, brushing away her tears.

"Yes but you're my emotional mess." I responded giving her wet head a kiss before turning off the lights.

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(Switched to Reggie's POV)

I woke up to an empty bed, immediately thinking last night was only a dream. The clattering in the kitchen told me otherwise, so I rolled out of bed to investigate.

"Watcha doing?" I asked Twister. The kitchen looked like it had been hit by a tsunami, and I could only imagine what had gone down.

"You aren't supposed to be awake yet." He complained, moving to the stove to flip what looked to be blueberry pancakes.

"Yet here I am." I replied, my heart swelling at the sight of him attempting to make me food.

"I wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed." He frowned, pouring more batter into the hot pan.

"So I see." I grinned turning away from the sink full of dirty dishes. "Happy Valentine's Day." I told him tugging him by my borrowed apron he was wearing to give him a proper kiss.

"Happy Valentine's day, babe." He replied back. I stood on my tippy toes to lick some stray batter that somehow ended up on his face.

He placed the finished food on a plate and set it on the island going to grab forks and extra plates.

"You know, I'm kind of hungry for something else." I told him, licking my lips in a mischievous manner.

"Oh. Do you want me to make you waffles instead? Or eggs?" He sounded disappointed.

"No, Twister, I meant you. Put the pancakes in the microwave we can eat them after." I chuckled throwing my arms around his neck.

"After?" He questioned catching on.

"After." I nodded my head crooking my finger to get him to follow me back up the steps.

Later in the evening after we finished all meals for the day and darkness had taken over, we curled up on a blanket by the fire ready to exchange gifts. I had already gotten enough flowers to put a vase in every room, so that by the end of the week the sweet scent of the roses, carnations, and lilies would make me sick.

"Here you go." He handed me a small blue box, obviously from a jewelry store.

"Twist, you shouldn't have." Nestled inside was a silver bracelet with heart shaped charm, no doubt in representation for today.

"You're my wife, I have the right to spoil you." He replied giving me a kiss before getting up.

"Hey, where are you going?" I protested.

"Getting your last present." He replied. I watched him pull a case out of the TV unit and put the DVD in the player. Seconds later a video started playing and my heart melted all over again. Images from when we were kids flashed on the screen starting from when we were nine and eleven skating at Madtown, surfing, and days spent held up in the Shack, all up until the spring fling and prom in high school. It showed both of us graduating college, Twister proposing, us getting married, and shots from the honeymoon in Hawaii. It had the day we first moved in to our house, and other times when it was just the two of us. I couldn't help but cry happy tears as I watched our life flash before me. When the credits rolled I jumped up and threw my arms around him.

"That was the sweetest, most loveliest, greatest gift I've ever gotten." I gushed crying into his shoulder.

"Even better than the bracelet?" He probed, resting his cheek in my hair.

"Much, much better." I nodded into his chest. "But I do still love it too." I assured him.

"You ready to go to bed?" He asked.

"Wait, I haven't given you your gift yet." I protested.

"I was kind of hoping it involved our bed." He grinned wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

I shook my head, and went to go retrieve the package I had hidden behind the fish tank and held it out to him.

He ripped open the wrapping paper and tore into the box pulling out its contents.

"This is not the sexy outfit I imagined you had for me for you to wear. What is this?" He asked holding up the tiny clothing.

"It's an onesie." I informed him.

"For who?" He questioned looking back between me and the yellow baby outfit.

Sighing I continued, "Twister, I'm trying to tell you I'm pregnant."

"You're pregnant? With a baby? With my baby." His eyes widened as his hand reached out to touch my stomach.

"Yes, we're going to have a baby." I told him, happy to finally get it off of my chest. I almost told him yesterday, but I was glad I waited.

"I'm gonna be a dad. I'm gonna be a dad!" He shouted excitedly.

"Sweetie you can stop repeating yourself." I laughed glad to see him smiling and happy about the news.

"I'm gonna be a dad!" He beamed wrapping me tightly in his arms and twirling me around the room.

When he sat me down he smacked his lips against mine before dropping to kiss our unborn child.

"You just made this the greatest Valentine's day I ever thought possible." He told me, looking up to catch my eyes.

"You know it's not over yet." I pointed out.

"What do you mean?" He asked surprised.

"Well, I too got you more than one thing. If you go upstairs there's another box waiting for you on the bed." I told him.

"Sweet!" He exaggerated the word. He got back up on his feet and ran to the stairs. He made it half way before he ran back to grab me and rushed me to the bedroom.

"Seriously Reggie, there's no way we're going to top this next year." He told me before words were replaced with heaving breathing as we made this Valentine 's Day one that we would never forget.

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Well, there you have it! It was a lot more mushy then I intended. Sorry I didn't have this posted on the actual holiday I've just been busy. I'm working on a few more Twister and Reggie ideas so I hope to have something else up soon. Please leave a review and let me know what you liked or didn't. Thanks for reading!