Page 31 of Biker Under My Tree

“Or even to the clubhouse?” Nut added.

I glanced over at Snow. We’d talked about it, and we both agreed that we wanted to spend our first Christmas together, just the two of us. It was a big deal for me—being with her, making our own traditions. And the rest of our Christmases would be spent together, too. We could always go to the clubhouse next year when I’d be an official member of the club.

“I think we’re good right here,” I said and gave Snow a small smile.

“Besides,” Snow added, her voice soft but firm as she walked over to stand beside me, “I’m going to need you guys back here on the twenty-sixth to help with New Year’s orders.”

Nut held up his hands and feigned surrender. “Yeah, I need a one-day break from the sweets,” he said with a grin. He grabbed a pie with each hand and headed to the door. “Merry Christmas, and I’ll see you in a day.”

Wick grabbed the rest of the pies and pastries and followed Nut out with his own, “Merry Christmas.”

A horn honked outside, and Bonnie shot us a wink. “Merry Christmas, you two!” she called before heading for the door with all the goodies for Guns..

Snow closed the door behind her, and I looked around. It was just Snow and me now.

“Now what?” I asked and leaned against the counter.

Snow turned off the kitchen lights and slowly walked over to me. Without a word, she wrapped her arms around my waist and pressed herself into me, her head tilted up as she looked into my eyes. “Dinner, snuggle by the tree, and then we wake up to see what Santa brought us,” she said with a playful glint in her eyes.

I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of waking up tomorrow with her. My heart beat a little faster, knowing this was just the beginning of something good.

I swept her up into my arms and held her close. “Sounds good to me, but I think there’s something we could do before dinner.”

She raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. “Oh yeah?” she giggled. “And what is that?”

Without answering, I tossed her onto the couch, my body following right after. I covered her with my weight, and my lips brushed hers as I whispered, “Each other.”

Chapter Twenty-One

Snow

“Good news?” Bones asked and glanced at me as he sipped his coffee.

I nodded and tossed my phone on the coffee table. “That was Kelsi. Her mom is doing better. She said it was touch and go there for a bit, but she should pull through.”

“That’s great, Sugar,” Bones replied, and his voice was filled with relief. He leaned back against the couch and stretched his arms across the seat. He was still in his sweatpants, no shirt, his hair a little messy from just waking up, and I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him looking so content.

Bones and I had woken up just a little bit ago, spent a little time tangled up in the sheets, then made our way down to the living room. Now, we were sitting by the tree, sipping on coffee and ready to open presents. Kelsi had called right when we were starting to unwrap gifts, and I had to take the call. She’d texted me after she left the hospital, but I hadn’t heard from her since.

“I also told her that the biker next door managed to make his way across the driveway and into the house,” I added, and my lips curled into a grin as I thought of the two weeks since she left.

“Is that the shout I heard while I was making coffee?” Bones chuckled, and his eyes lit up with amusement.

I nodded, still smiling. “Yeah, she was a little excited.” I could just picture Kelsi on the phone, practically jumping with joy at the news of Bones making his way across the driveway.

“So is she coming back soon?” he asked.

“She didn’t say, but I think if she does have to stay a little longer, I’ll be just fine with Nut and Bonnie.” I shrugged and felt pretty at ease about it. “I think Kelsi knows I’m not alone here, so she won’t feel bad about taking extra time.”

Bones raised an eyebrow, and his lips curled into a smirk. “And Wick,” he added with a light chuckle. “Mickey had told me that he would be rotating guys through, but Wick seemed to like to be the one always here.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Well, Wick is a qualified taste tester, remember?” I laughed. “I mean, it’s not like we could leave him out of the kitchen when he’s got a refined palate.”

Bones shook his head with a smile and grabbed a present from under the tree. “Ready?” he asked and turned his gaze back to me. I could see the excitement in his eyes.

I nodded and held my hands out, eager to see what he had gotten me.

Bones placed the large square box in my hands, and I quickly untied the ribbon and ripped off the bow. I could barely contain my excitement as I carefully peeled away the paper and tore into the box to reveal a beautiful black and silver motorcycle helmet. My breath caught in my throat, and I squealed, barely able to believe my eyes. “Does this mean I get to ride on the back of your bike when it’s nicer out?”

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