I sat down on the couch contemplating what took place this evening. My boyfriend Tony and I have dated for three months now. He's a great guy, intelligent, good looking, witty and very capable in the bedroom. Tonight I asked him what he wants for Christmas, but he didn't answer. Instead, he looked off in the distance like his thoughts were a million miles away. I tried hard to think of things he has mentioned in the past trying to figure out what to get him. His clothing is impressive, his apartment is beautiful and he has enough money that he buys whatever strikes his fancy. He isn't one to talk about wanting something; he buys what he needs.nnSuddenly a wicked smile crossed my lips. I knew what to get him, but getting it may be more difficult so I would have to start making calls.nnHe arrived the Friday before Christmas, dressed in jeans and a casual sweater. We discussed staying in to make popcorn over the fire in the fireplace and sip some wine. It was my idea to invite a couple friends over, to which he agreed.nn"Tell me again, who is coming over tonight?"nn"I invited Bob and Yvonne, and Tyson and Megan."nn"Cool, they're all fun to be around."nnThe doorbell signaled their arrival. Hoping up from in front of the fireplace I greeted Yvonne and Megan.nn"Where are the guys?"nn"Last minute shopping.