Free Toys from Santa by Lexie Davis Page A

him…”
    “No. I want to hang out with my sister for a week. Catch up on everything, including the dirty details about our men. We can’t do that if Shawn is tagging along.”
    Jenny licked the icing from her finger. “I don’t want him to be mad at me.”
    “He won’t be. I’ll make sure he’s well taken care of. It’s no big deal.”
    Jenny’s stomach knotted. She missed seeing her family. While she loved her new life in California with Dane, she missed some of the old stuff, as well. Mainly talking to Shelly about everything. Now they called each other once a week and talked nearly two hours at a time. Her phone conversations with her mother and his mother were equally as long. Dane didn’t dare complain about the phone bill, but she knew it raised his blood pressure slightly.
    “Well, Sis, I need to go. I have a party tonight, and my cupcakes are done.”
    “Let me know how your open house goes. Maybe I could shoo Shawn off long enough to have one of my own.”
    They disconnected, and Jenny focused on situating the cupcakes on the pink decorative tray she’d bought earlier that day. Once the items were displayed on the table, she grinned at her artistic work. The cupcakes looked like the real thing.
    “I don’t know if I should be amazed or freaked out that you can make a damn cupcake look like a real dick.” Dane came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
    “Amazed. Your fiancée has many talents.”
    “That she does.”
    Two months after they’d settled into their new life, Dane proposed. Jenny had nearly fainted when she’d seen the three-carat, Asscher-cut canary diamond with step-cut diamonds on the side. He’d had to tell her to calm down several times to get it on her shaking hand. She’d complained at first that the diamond was too big, but she loved the way it looked on her finger.
    “You have to leave for a couple of hours, remember?”
    He groaned. “I don’t get why. I know as much as you about this stuff. Hell, we’ve tried most of it out together.”
    “Women don’t feel comfortable buying sex toys when men other than their significant others are around.” She turned to kiss his cheek. “Besides, we can’t talk about you if you are here.”
    “Oh, great. Honey, some of those women are married to men who work for me. Some of those women work for me.” He turned her around to face him. “What do you say?”
    “Chill, baby.” She combed her fingers through his hair. “It’s just girl talk. Go have fun with the guys. Tonight I’m showing off new products, and when you get home, we can test some of them out.”
    “What new products?”
    She smiled. “A new flavored lube. You rub it and it gets warm. You blow on it, and it makes you tingle.”
    His eyes dilated. She knew he was recalling the last time they’d played with flavored lube. They used the whole damn lot, and she didn’t have any inventory for her purchasing customers, who, by the way, loved it as much as she and Dane did.
    “What else?”
    “I don’t know.” She pulled out of his arms and made her way to the dining-room table, where the products lay on display. “They have a new bondage kit out on demo. We could try that. Or we could play one of the new sex games. A few look like fun.”
    “Will you wear that new outfit you got?” Dane came up behind her, mere inches from touching her. “The sexy police costume that you hid in the back of the closet?”
    Jenny’s cheeks heated. “You weren’t supposed to know about that.”
    “No? I found it when I was looking for my boots. Seeing it got me hot. My dick was so hard just thinking about it covering your sweet body.” His lips lingered behind her ear, eliciting a delicious shiver throughout her body. “I’m hard right now.”
    “I was saving it for your birthday.” She sighed. “But I guess we could do something else then. I’ll wear it tonight, party-pooper.”
    He grinned, his lips against her neck, and grabbed her wrist to