“Dayum, girl. And people sayI’msavage.”
I handed her the wine, and she paused before taking a sip. “I think he simply wore it to shut me up.”
“The guys will look back and laugh about it. We always do.” I waved my hand. “Come sit; I don’t know who’s more impatient for presents—El or Trav.”
Kimmie giggled. “Trav has always loved gift unwrapping.”
Smiling, I shook my head and made my way over to Gage. I snagged his beer bottle from his grasp and dinged it again my glass.
“Presents time!” I sang, then laughed when Trav and El let out matching whoops of celebration.
The entire crew—ten adults and three children—shuffled until we were in one large circle around the living area, with Trav and El self-appointed Santas by the Christmas tree.
Trav hastily took a swig of beer then raised his hands. “Okay, we’re going to do mine and Lee’s ones last. Got that, munchkin? Green sparkly presents last, okay?” he confirmed with Elodie.
She nodded seriously, then cheered when Trav handed her the first gift. “This one is for Neek and Bee, from Mace, Jess, and Cree.”
El scurried off, all but threw the gift at Mace, then ran back to Trav for another. This continued until she couldn’t hold off opening her pile of presents any longer, and Trav chose that moment to hand his gifts out.
“Don’t let the tiny people see them,” he warned, dashing his head toward El.
“Sounds ominous,” Mickey mumbled.
Gage held our gift while eyeing Trav. “I swear to God, Trav, if this is a box of mouthwash, I’m going to lose my ever-loving sh—”
Trav fought to swallow his mouthful of beer before he spat it out, and cracked out a hearty laugh. “Those are saved for special occasions, bro. Like earlier.” He winked, making Gage snort and cut his dark eyes to me.
I tilted my head to the side. “He has a point.”
“You’re both messing with me, Sunshine.”
“You love it.”
He smirked. “I loveyou.”
I leaned closer as Gage unwrapped our gift, then let out a scandalised gasp. “Travis!”
His blue eyes shone with enthusiasm. “You like?”
“I uh…” Laughing, I couldn’t form words, so plucked up the leather bondage set, ball-gag included, and widened my eyes. “Are you serious?”
He shrugged. “Gage always complains you’re too loud and sassy, so, problem solved. You’re welcome, bro,” he added to Gage.
“Oh my god, Trav!” Lee exclaimed, as Brooklyn held up two pairs of matching nipple clamps and a fox-tailed butt plug. “I’m so sorry, guys. I had no idea.”
Kimmie let out a massive laugh and had to set her wine down to hold her stomach.
“You’re a dead man walking, Travis,” growled Mickey, brandishing his brand new cock-pump like weapon.
“Thought it might help in the small peen department,” Trav teased.
Mace’s low rolling laughter shifted the attention to him. “Oh, we’ll definitely be using these later, Bright Eyes.”
Trav smirked. “It was hardest buying for you two since—Iassume—Jess still has all her gear from working at the strip club.”
“Wait,what?” Brooklyn exclaimed, flying forward in her seat and darting astonished looks between Jess, Mace, and Trav.
“What’s a strip club?” came El’s sweet, innocent voice.