Holidays With the Walker Brothers by Nicole Edwards Page A

would be record time, and Gage knew it would take Travis at least
twenty, but he appreciated the urgency. In fact, his cock appreciated it even
more.
    A
month or so ago, when Travis had prompted them with the question about their
deepest, darkest fantasy, Gage had nearly fallen right out of his seat when
their sweet wife informed them that she’d always wanted to have sex in a
dressing room at the mall.
    Well,
now was her chance.
    Keeping
a close eye on the girls, but managing to stay far enough away that they
wouldn’t spot him, he followed discreetly, slipping into one store or another
when they would stop. Gage had to wonder whether they were actually going to
separate at any point. He didn’t figure they were, so he was going to have to
get creative. As he waited for Travis to arrive, he tried to come up with as
many possibilities that would help him to lure Kylie away from the others.
    He
could probably seek Zoey’s help, but then he would give himself away. So that
option was off the table.
    A
sudden tap on his shoulder had him twisting around in a hurry. “Shit, you
scared the hell out of me.”
    “I
told you I’d be here,” Travis said, peering around him as he looked in the
direction Gage had been facing.
    Glancing
down at his watch, Gage looked back up at Travis. “Fuck, did you break every
traffic law there was?”
    “What
did you expect?” Travis asked, a sinful smile on his face as he leaned in and
kissed him quickly.
    Gage
grinned. Ok, so no he couldn’t blame the man.
    “So
what’s the plan?”
    “Hell
if I know. I’m just interested in finding an empty dressing room,” Gage told
him, turning back to see where the women were.
    “I’ve
got an idea,” Travis said as he started to walk off.
    “Wait!”
    Travis
turned back and smiled. “You follow them. I have a feeling which store they are
heading into next. You know women and candles. I’ve got this covered.”
    Women
and candles.
    Shit,
now Gage was thoroughly confused, but it wasn’t like he had much of a choice
because Travis was walking away at a brisk pace. Unable to keep Kylie and
Travis in his line of sight at the same time, Gage let Travis go while he fell
into step with a group of shoppers as they moved forward.
    The
overhead speakers were playing instrumental Christmas music, the food court was
busy as shoppers took a mid-morning break and people were moving quickly in and
out of the stores. Gage considered himself lucky that he didn’t get trampled in
the chaos.
     
    Fifteen
minutes later, Gage was ready to give up. He’d gotten no further in trying to
find a gift for Kylie or Travis, and he was getting damn tired of trying to
hide from the four women who had now managed to purchase something from damn
near every store they’d been in.
    Gage’s
phone buzzed, and he retrieved it from his pocket. Stepping out of the path of
the relentless holiday shoppers, he managed to keep from being clipped by one
of the determined mall walkers.
    The
text made Gage smile and he hurried back into the throng and, after reversing
his direction, he made his way to the large department store that was near the
entrance he’d come in almost an hour ago. How the hell did Travis get to the
opposite end of the mall, and did he honestly expect Kylie to make it that far
in the next, oh, say, four hours?
    He
found his husband moving through the ladies clothing at the far end of the
store, which was surprisingly empty with all of the madness he’d left behind in
the main mall area.
    “I’m
not sure yellow is your color,” Gage said by way of greeting when he snaked his
way through the racks and racks of holiday sales.
    “Fuck
off. I look good in any color,” Travis retorted with a shit eating grin.
    “What’s
the plan?”
    Travis
tipped his chin up, and Gage turned to see what he was directing him to look
at. “Well, I’ll be damned.”
    “Not
enough credit, I tell you,” Travis muttered before taking Gage’s hand and
pulling him toward the