"Yours first," Hannah insisted- mostly because, well, she was a bit nervous. Wayne was hard to buy gifts for- he was 'the guy who has everything', as he said often enough, and what did you get for that? (Besides, apparently, a baby.)
She led the way to the living room, and sat on the floor beside the tree, quickly sorting out the presents. Wayne's were all wrapped in paisley wrapping paper: cufflinks (that read 'W' and 'H'- his initials, or theirs, combined, however he saw it), a photo frame (with Bean's ultrasound inside), a t-shirt, and two pairs ofnew shoes (too early for the second pair, of course, but she hadn't been able to resist).