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Humming along to the soft Christmas music that played in their living space, Jonathan finished rinsing their dishes and placed them into the dishwasher. Starting the load, he dried his hands and let out a small yawn. "Mrs. Rhys Meyers." He called out, searching the home for his wife. He let out a chuckle. "Where'd you run off to? I still have one more gift I want to give you tonight. I just wanted to wait until we were alone to give it to you." He smirked, noting how suggestive he sounded. // @minxskellyrp

Stroking Minka's hair as they lounged on the beach, Jonathan looked out at waves. He was glad they'd been able to enjoy their last day in New Zealand without any interruptions. Kissing her head, he shifted to face her. "So, I've been thinking about something I think we should do..." He smiled, trying to shove his nerves aside. "I think we should get married again.. er- uh- renew our vows, I mean. And maybe we don't have to keep this a secret anymore. What do you think?" // @minxskellyrp