Page 35 of An Undisputed Christmas
"Hot chocolate?" Jax suggested, voicing what we were all thinking.
"And a fire," I added, already being lifted by Adrian. "A very large, very warm fire."
"And dry clothes," Estelle called over her shoulder.
As we headed back toward the cabin, snow falling around us like confetti and Christmas lights welcoming us home, I caught Adrian's hand and squeezed it through our mittens.
"Thank you," I said quietly.
"For what, angel?" His green eyes glinted knowingly.
"For all of this. For making Christmas magical."
His smile was soft and private, just for me. "The day's not over yet, angel. Lots more could happen.”
Something in his tone made me glance at the other girls, and I caught the same secretive excitement in their eyes that was probably shining in mine.
The guys had given us the perfect snowy day, filled with laughter, snow battles, the simple joy of being together, and we were going to return it tenfold.
"We have to head out soon," Jax announced, checking his watch with extreme casualness. "Got some... errands to run before it gets too late."
"Errands," Estelle repeated skeptically, raising an eyebrow. "In the mountains. After dark."
"Very important errands," Connor added.
"Don't wait up for us," Adrian added with that signature grin. "We might be gone for a while."
The three of us exchanged knowing looks. Whatever they were plotting, it was clearly meant to be a surprise for us.
Little did they know, we had our own surprise in the works.
"We'll just stay in and enjoy our decorated cookies," Sierra smiled innocently, gesturing toward the cooling racks piled with our afternoon's pastime. "Maybe watch some Christmas movies by the fire."
"Perfect," Adrian murmured, pressing a kiss to my temple. "Keep warm, angel. I'll make it worth the wait."
Within twenty minutes, the guys had tucked us in blankets, bundled us up in dry clothes, and were heading out the door. The SUV's headlights cut through the gathering darkness as they disappeared down the winding mountain road.
"Okay," I called when the sound of their engine faded into the distance. "Time to put our plan into action."
We raced upstairs like girls planning a prank, breathless with excitement and anticipation.
In the master bedroom where Estelle had been staying, we spread out our chosen ensembles with the care of artists assembling their masterpieces.
For myself, it was a set of ethereal white lace—delicate as snowflakes but designed to drive Adrian wild.The bra was little more than a whisper of fabric that left very little to the imagination, paired with matching panties that were more suggestion than coverage.
It was angelic and seductive all at once, perfect for an "angel" who was feeling decidedly sinful.
Estelle had a deep emerald silk and lace ensemble that complemented her skin beautifully. The set was bold and sophisticated, with high-cut bottoms emphasizing every curve. It was exactly the kind of thing that would make Jax's eyes go dark.
Sierra's choice was perhaps the most surprising—soft black lace that should have looked severe but instead emphasized her delicate beauty. The contrast was stunning, innocent, and sultry all at once.
"Are we really doing this?" Sierra asked with a nervous giggle as she did a little spin.
"Oh, we're definitely doing this," Estelle replied, already reaching for the spools of ribbon we'd collected from our gift-wrapping supplies.
We helped each other into our lingerie like we were putting on wedding dresses, then began the delicate process of adorning ourselves with ribbons.
Silver satin wrapped around my waist like a corset and tied in a big bow at my back. More ribbon threaded through my hair and around my wrists like delicate chains.
