kept looking at a pure white one that had multi-colored lights that alternated with soft golden ones. It was pretty and sweet.
“That one,” Archie and Coop said at the same time, and I snapped my gaze to them. They were both staring at me.
Face heating, I shook my head. “It’s too much, and it’s huge.”
“That’s why we brought my car,” Coop told me, then pressed a kiss to my forehead. “C’mon, Arch, put your back into it.”
They got the box and wrestled it over to the cart, then glanced at the decorations. We were spending a fortune, and I was trying to do the mental math when Archie nudged me.
“Stop,” he told me. “This is my treat.”
“You can’t pay for everything,” I argued, and he slid an arm around my shoulders and pressed a kiss to my temple.
“I can do whatever I want, it’s Christmas. Now don’t be a Scrooge.”
Hey!
“I’m not a Scrooge!” I elbowed him just before he danced away, laughing. He came back with a Santa hat and tugged it onto my head.
At my glare, his smirk grew.
Boys.
I grunted, and he laughed. They finally settled on some colored balls—blue because they actually were the prettiest colors—a couple of ornaments with the year on them, and though Archie hesitated when he spotted the Wizard of Oz ornaments, I grabbed them anyway.
And I was paying for them.
That was a fun argument all the way to the front of the store.
The coffee helped, because after we left that store, we headed over to the mall and from there to another electronics store. Archie swung through another drive thru for coffee and breakfast when I started to flag. It wasn’t even eight in the morning, and we’d been to eight different places.
They were insane.
But their good mood was contagious. They almost had me convinced to do a picture with Santa, but thankfully, none of those places had their Santa’s open yet.
Jake and Ian were both awake when we got back to my apartment. Ian’s very thorough kiss had me grinning as Jake swooped in to pick me up for one of his own. “I love the hat,” he teased. Yes, I was still wearing the Santa cap. Archie and Coop both insisted.
They helped Coop and Archie bring in the bags, giving us hell over the sheer amount we bought. I had splurged, a little. I’d found some mugs for the guys that I wanted to add to my kitchen, different ones with different sayings for each of them.
I’d also managed to sneak away in the mall while Coop and Archie were checking out the new games display and found boxers. They were goofy and maybe a little corny, but since I had managed to now steal a pair of boxers from each of them—I needed to grab some from Ian, but he didn’t wear boxers as much—I wanted to get them special pairs of their own.
Since they also had bags I wasn’t allowed to see, I kept hold of these two and carried them off to hide somewhere in my room. Except, there was literally nowhere in my room the guys didn’t go or have access to.
I ended up stashing them all with the cleaning supplies in the hall closet behind the vacuum. The little robot of Archie and Jake’s was still motoring around the apartment, and the one in the closet hadn’t been pulled out in days.
Fingers crossed, I’d find somewhere else to hide the stuff when they weren’t looking.
Ian caught me in the hall and slid an arm around me before tugging me in close. “Hey,” he murmured before giving me another slow, toe curling kiss. “How are you doing?” Palm spreading over my ass, he rubbed a slow circle over the part he’d given more than one solid spank the night before.
The yoga pants and panties might as well have not even been present for the intensity of sensation sweeping through me at the light contact.
“I’m good,” I said, biting my lip. “How about you?”
“I’m amazing,” he said, then the corner of his mouth curled up. “I would rather have woken up to you than Jake, but Archie told me they planned to steal you this morning. Did you have fun?”
“I did.”
Whatever else I was going to say evaporated as he closed the distance between us and slanted his lips over mine. I sighed into the kiss as he stroked his tongue along mine. Every hard muscled inch of him fit right up against me, and the squeeze of