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“Then let’s put it to a vote,” Mikey suggests. “A drink is a liquid, right? Best liquid you’ve ever tasted?” He looks between each of his brothers and then back at me.
I fake a scowl at him and he flashes his eyebrows at me.
Conor sips his eggnog. “This stuff is pretty good, actually,” he says, running his tongue over bottom lip as he stares into my eyes. “But nowhere near as sweet as you, angel.”
“I agree, baby,” Liam adds while Shane sips his eggnog and winks at me over the rim of his glass.
“Favorite thing to do at Christm-"
“My wife,” Mikey says before Liam has even finished the question.
Shane grins wickedly while Liam tries to keep a straight face, meanwhile Conor is chuckling softly and the sound rumbles through his entire body. Mikey winks at me and I roll my eyes.
“You’re my favorite thing to do on any holiday though, Red,” he insists. “Any season. Any time really.”
I can’t help but smile at him. “Can you answer the next ones properly?”
“I am answering properly,” he says with a frown before he looks to Liam again who is scanning the magazine page with a devious look on his face.
“Favorite travel destination?” Liam asks.
“My wife’s pussy,” Mikey replies without missing a beat and his three brothers burst into laughter.
“That is not a travel destination!” I exclaim, which only makes his brothers laugh harder.
Conor’s entire body is shaking now as he keeps me his arms wrapped around me. It’s a good thing his eggnog glass is empty or it would be spilling all over the two of us.
“It is,” Mikey insists. “If I wanted to be inside it right now, which I do, obviously, then I would have to stand and walk across the room to get there. That is the very definition of traveling, Red.”
I shake my head as a soft laugh bubbles in my throat. Seeing my four husbands so relaxed and happy is the best Christmas present I could ever ask for. “You’re a deviant, Mikey Ryan.”
He stands and walks over to me, bending his head and brushing his lips over my cheek. “But I’m your deviant, Jessie Ryan,” he growls in my ear. His hand slides over my neck until he finds the zipper of my onesie and flicks the tip of it between his thumb and forefinger.
“We haven’t watched the movie yet,” I whisper.
“I know,” he says, his warm breath dusting over my cheek and making me shiver. “I was just on my way to fill everyone’s eggnog.”
He stands tall again and takes Conor’s glass from him. “Then can I have a hot chocolate please?” I flutter my eyelashes at him.
“Sure.”
“With marshmallows?”
“Anything for you, Red,” he leans and gives me a soft kiss on the lips before leaving the room.
* * *
Mikey switchesoff the TV and suddenly I feel all of my husband’s eyes on me.
“That was the final thing on your list of Christmas Eve activities, baby,” Liam says with a smile.
“Hmm,” Conor agrees as he fingers the zip of my onesie. “Now it’s time for our list.”
“Your list?” I whisper as he starts to pull down my zipper. “But Christmas Eve is almost over.”
“Oh it’s not a big list, angel,” he chuckles as he slips a hand inside my pajamas, cupping one of my breasts and squeezing gently. “You’ll have time to get to sleep before Santa comes.”
Shane has crossed the room now and is kneeling in front of us. “But only if you’re a good girl, sweetheart,” he adds with a grin. “You gonna be a good girl for us?”
