Page 30 of Biker Under My Tree

“I’ll take it all, Sugar.”

I tipped my head back and looked up at him, meeting his eyes with a soft smile. “I know I need to get back into the kitchen, but I’d really just rather stay here with you.”

He pressed a kiss to my lips before pulling away just enough to look at me. “I think this is where you tell me I’m a distraction.”

I smiled, running my fingers lightly over his chest. “Well, you are, but you’re my favorite distraction.”

Bones’ grin widened, and I could see the spark of something deeper in his eyes. “Good to know. I’m happy to be of service.” He sighed. “You know I’m never going to be able to look at this couch without thinking of you, right?”

I smiled happily. “We’ll add that to the list of things that remind us of each other.”

“‘Jingle Bells’ being at the top of that list,” he chuckled.

“Yup,” I giggled. “It’s a mighty strange list, but I like it.”

Chapter Twenty

Bones

“Christmas Eve and you guys finally got that damn thing decorated,” Wick chuckled as he leaned against the doorframe. “Only took you a week and some change.”

I glanced over at the tree and felt a bit proud of what Snow and I had pulled off. The tree looked damn good. Red, green, and silver ornaments glimmered in the soft light, with twinkling lights weaving in and out of the branches. A shiny star crowned the top, and the whole thing was surrounded by a couple of perfectly placed gifts.

“Yeah, we did a pretty good job,” I replied, not about to mention that Snow and I had taken two breaks while decorating to, um, decorate each other with leftover icing from the sugar cookies. Getting a sugar rush had a whole new meaning after Snow had decorated my dick and carefully licked every inch clean. I definitely repaid the favor when I made her tits my sugary dessert.

Wick waved his hand in front of my face. “You in there, man?” He laughed. “I don’t even think I want to know what you’re daydreaming about.”

Oh, I’m sure Wick would love to know. But some things were just between Snow and me.

I shook my head and cleared the thoughts of last night’s… festivities. “Nah, just thinking about how damn good that tree looks,” I said with a grin. “You know.”

Wick snorted, clearly not buying it. “Sure, Bones. Christmas stuff.” He tossed me a knowing look before heading into the kitchen.

Just as I followed him, a loud shout rang out from the kitchen. “That’s it!” Snow’s voice was filled with triumph.

“Yoohoo!” Bonnie’s cheerful voice chimed in.

I walked into the kitchen and grinned as I saw Snow raising her arms in victory. Her face lit up with a wide smile. “We are done for Christmas!”

I looked around at the counter, where pies, pastries, and some other desserts were neatly arranged. “What are those?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Snow lowered her arms and turned to me, clearly pleased with herself. “Those are for you guys and the club.”

Nut, who had just finished washing his hands, took off his apron and tossed it in the hamper. “I don’t know if I can look at, let alone eat any of that.” He looked at the pile of sweets and shook his head in mock horror.

“Oh, I know I can,” Bonnie chuckled. “Guns has been bugging me every day to bring home mess-ups or leftovers.” She grabbed a pie and a box of pastries. “I thank you for this so I don’t have to make breakfast tomorrow morning.”

“You should take more, Bonnie, and then the rest is for you guys to take back to the clubhouse,” Snow added and smiled as she wiped her hands on a towel. “You don’t have to eat any if you don’t want to, Nut.” She gave him a sympathetic look. “I know the feeling of not wanting to eat anything sweet after making it.”

Nut groaned as he stared at the pastries. “I’ll take some back to the clubhouse. I’d much rather eat a slab of bacon and a brick of cheese.”

Bonnie, on the other hand, didn’t even hesitate. She grabbed a second pie and a box of pastries. “I’m taking all this. You know how I do. Guns will probably eat half of it tonight anyway.”

“Guess I’ll take the rest then,” Wick said, opening a container and pulling out a bear claw for the road. “Though you might have saved a little too much, Snow. Most of the guys head to see family.”

Snow laughed. “I might have gone a little overboard, but it’s Christmas. And besides, it’s fun to spoil you guys.”

“Are you guys sure you don’t want to come over for Christmas dinner tomorrow?” Bonnie asked.

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