Page 13 of A Crossroads Christmas

“My idea is cool. We’re gonna steal a reindeer.”

I blinked. “Where are we gonna find one of those?”

“I know a place,” Jakey announced smugly.

Wow. I underestimated my cousin. “Tell me.”

“I’d rather show you.”

“When?”

“Tomorrow after school. Meet me in my backyard at four.”

“Okay.” Excitement bubbled inside me. Being on the naughty list was starting to sound a lot better than missing my friends over the holiday break.

“Noah?”

“Yeah?”

“We gotta pinky swear to keep this a secret.”

I raised my hand, and he looped his pinky around mine. We shook and nodded before dropping our hands.

“It’s gonna be the bestest Christmas ever because I’m stopping Santa. No more visits to my house!”

I had to laugh. This was going to be wild.

Chapter 4 Chrome

December 4th—

“How’s it going, Babe?” I asked, poking my head into Cam’s workshop.

“Busy,” she sighed. “I don’t know if I’m going to finish all these orders on time.”

“You need my help?”

“No.” She held up the leather flogger she was working on. “Isn’t it great people want these sorts of toys for holiday gifts?”

Sure, if that meant they kept my woman happy and working like she wanted. “I suppose so.” Closing the distance between us, I tilted her chin up. “But are you happy? Because if this stresses you out or you don’t want this workload, I’m happy to tell everyone to fuck off and give them a refund.”

She bit her lip to keep from laughing. “Most of my customers are your club brothers or family.”

“Don’t care,” I growled. “I’d do it.”

“I know you would, my sexy as fuck husband, but I love this job, the leather work, and the income. I don’t want to change a thing.”

Okay, good.

Wait. “How many family members bought sex toys?”

“You don’t want to know,” she laughed.

She was probably right.

I captured her mouth in a kiss, deepening it as a soft moan rose in her throat. Without saying a word, she dropped her tools and slid her hands up my chest, bunching my shirt with her fingers. I gripped her ass and lifted her, hauling her to an empty workbench.

Some of the best sex with my woman consisted of raw, needy, fast as fuck quickies that had us both coming in minutes.

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