I reached into the box and pulled out a custom-made leather jacket.
The smooth feel of it in my palms reminded me of countless hours on the bikes behind one of my men.
I’d grown to love the wild power and the growling engines.
“Next we teach you how to drive your own bike.” Ash winked and helped me to my feet.
Bishop helped me into the jacket. “Not that we want to keep you off our bikes.”
“You could never.” I brought the jacket closed around my chest and held it there. “It’s a perfect fit.”
“That’s Bishop’s doing.” Rafe stood up behind me and slid my hair free of the collar.
It cascaded down the back of the jacket and he twirled several locks around his fists. “It suits you.”
A patch sat high on my heart, the Steel Vipers’ insignia threaded into the leather in crisp gold lines.
I closed my eyes and inhaled. “This is incredible.”
“There’s one more.” Ash held out the box, and a flash of red lace sparkled with sequins when he tipped it toward me.
Heat flooded my cheeks.
Even after a year together, he still managed to make me blush.
I imagined they always would, and it was one of the best feelings in the world.
I removed the lacy lingerie and held it in one hand.
The box still wasn’t empty, and I burst out laughing when I recognized the small red whip.
“It’s for you and Rafe.” Ash waggled his eyebrows. “You can see how he likes getting spanked.”
“I don’t think so.” Rafe draped his arms over my shoulders and kissed my cheek. “Merry Christmas, Noelle.”
“Merry Christmas.” I let out a happy sigh and closed my eyes, enjoying the moment before I revealed my big surprise.
The thoughtfulness of the leather jacket made my throat tighten.
They knew me so well.
I hoped I knew them too.
I worked the lump out of my throat and clapped. “Okay. My turn. Sit.”
I pointed at the couch tucked alongside the tree and all three men dropped at once. “Well, that was easy.”
Ash slapped Rafe on the shoulder. “Guess she doesn’t need the whip after all.”
I shushed them all when I reached into the tree and withdrew a small white box with a red bow on top.
I’d hidden it there earlier, and my heart took up its panicked hammering all over again.
I held out the box to Rafe. “You should open it.”
Bishop and Ash leaned into his shoulders.
They all seemed confused by the size and maybe the weight of it. Rafe glanced left and right and removed the lid.
