Another year older, and what a year it had been. Sirius thought vaguely back to where he'd been a year ago, what he was doing and just how different his life had been. It was hard to believe to be completely honest that this was his life now, but when James came into the bedroom Sirius grinned and he was selfish enough not to doubt this too much. He wanted James far too much for that.
He turned from where he'd been finishing getting dressed and put his arms around James returning the kiss he got. "Course I do." He chuckled. "After those Christmas presents I'm not sure I really need another present." He smirked, James really did know him better than anyone, Christmas had made that more than apparent. But he took the box James handed him.
He tilted his head considering the pictures, and what they might mean. "You know, if you were going to get me more pictures I wouldn't have minded terribly if they were of you." He told James with a smirk. "You got me an island?" He wondered.