Jensen quickly untied the ribbon and opened the box. Her brow furrowed. “You got me a paintbrush?”
My chuckle deepened. “Well, I couldn’t exactly wrap the present.” I slipped my hand beneath the fall of her hair, giving her neck a few squeezes. “I know how much that graffiti on your barn has been pissing you off, so I painted over it yesterday.”
She blinked rapidly. “You painted my barn?”
I nodded.
“You would’ve had to shovel snow away from the exterior walls. And it was ten degrees yesterday.”
I shrugged.
Jensen launched herself at me. Her fingers dove into my hair, and her lips crashed down on mine.
When her hands slipped under my shirt, I had to pull back. “Jensen, we have to stop.”
She nodded, breathing hard. “That is the most thoughtful gift anyone has ever given me.”
I grinned. “I’ll definitely be painting more things for you in the future.”
Jensen smiled. “I have something for you, too. But it wasn’t exactly something I could give you in front of my family…” She let her words trail off. “There’s lace involved.”
My dick jerked. Never in my life had a woman affected me the way Jensen did. “Wilder, you really are going to kill me one of these days.”
Jensen laughed, but it cut off. “Shit.”
“What?” I turned to see a figure walking away.
“I’m pretty sure that was Cody and that he just got an eyeful of us making out.”
My head swung back around. “Fuck.”
Jensen nibbled on her bottom lip. “I don’t think that’s going to make him very happy.”
My hands itched to haul Jensen to me. “Tough shit.”
One corner of her mouth quirked up. “Tough shit?”
I threaded my fingers through the hair at the base of her scalp, pulling her to me until her mouth was just a breath away from mine. “He can throw a hissy fit for all I care. This mouth.” I swept my lips against hers. “It only belongs on one body.”
Jensen’s breath hitched. She closed the distance between us in a swift, hard movement, that fire in her flaring to life. Her hands fisted in my hair as she half hauled herself over the console.
I forced myself to pull away. “Jensen.” Her name came out on a pant.
She sank back in her seat. “I know, I know. It would be a real bummer end to Christmas if my brother got a call that his sister and best friend had been arrested for indecent exposure.”
I chuckled, but that niggling guilt settled in my gut. “So very true.”
Jensen began worrying her lower lip again, her gaze traveling to where Cody had disappeared.
I linked my fingers with hers. “You think he’s going to make trouble for us?”
“I’m not sure…”
26
Jensen
“How are you doing?”
