Jingle Bears: A Pacific Northwest Bear Novella: (Shifter Romance) Read Online Free

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    “We need to secure the tree. Jinger, Kenzi can you take over the babies, and Wyatt and I’ll figure out a solution?” Conner was already on the move to the hallway to grab his coat.
    “I guess we are going to find a solution,” Wyatt said sarcastically, getting up and handing off Maizy to his mate.
    While the boys were outside, Connie snatched Kingston from Edward and rushed him and the girls to the bedroom. They were going to get him in his snowman outfit before Conner got back.
    “Those girls are up to no good,” Edward said to Micah, who had crawled into his lap and was busy sucking on a candy cane Grandma had slipped him.
    “Yup,” he chirped back.
    The front door opened, and Cage and Sophie came in, both laden down with bags.
    “Shit, we are going to have to bring cookies into work for a month,” Edward grumped.
    “Ship!” Micah repeated.
    “Seriously, dad, don’t teach him that,” Cage sighed. “Why the hell is my kid dressed like an elk?”
    “Oh please, like he doesn’t hear it from you,” Edward said. “And it’s not an elk, it’s very clearly Rudolph.”
    Cage’s dad looked at him like he was a moron. Cage looked at Sophie; she smiled up at him with her goofy grin. She loved all of his family’s banter. It was the exact opposite of her family, and Sophie lived for the shenanigans that always ensued when everyone was in one place.
    “Oh, it’s cute,” she said to him. Leaning over she gave Micah a loud kiss on the neck. “Whose my little baby deer?” she cooed. Micah giggled and blushed. He always blushed around his momma. It made Cage’s heart twist to see it. His baby boy was just as smitten with Sophie as Cage was.
    “Where is everyone? I wanna start baking!” Sophie said excitedly.
    “Girls are up to no good in the bedroom. Tweedledee and Tweedledum are out coming up with a solution to steady the tree, so tiny bears don’t climb it. And no, it wasn’t your kid this time,” Edward laughed.
    “Oh my boy wouldn’t do anything naughty, would you pumpkin?” Sophie cooed to her son.
    “Momma!” he screeched his sticky hands reaching up for her. Sophie scooped him up and walked him into the kitchen to clean him up.
    Coming out of the bedroom, Connie and Jinger each had a hold of one of the twin’s hands as they toddled on unsteady legs. Kenzi was carrying King, who was a giant round ball of white. There was a red scarf sewn onto the white material, and a white hood came up over his head leaving his cute face peeking out of the front. The hood was topped off with a black felt top hat.
    “Oh, Conner’s gonna have a fit!” Sophie gleefully giggled from the kitchen.
    “Conner needs to lighten up,” Cage said giving his father a look of solidarity.
    The front door opened, and Conner and Wyatt came in, both of them hauling a large cinder block in each hand. Wyatt also held a bunch of tie down straps that they used on their flatbed trucks at work.
    “Cinder blocks, really? Against a couple of babies?” Cage looked at them like the overkill was just that.
    “You didn’t see how fast Mallory had that big tree swaying. It’s not even decorated yet. We could have a catastrophe on our hands,” Conner said, thunking down the chunks of concrete by the tree.
    “Drama queen,” Wyatt said under his breath.
    “Hey, it was your little hellions that started this,” Conner reminded him.
    “Yours can’t even sit up on his own yet! Hardly a comparison. Even his bear just lays around and eats and sleeps. Wait until he starts moving, and then you’ll see,” Wyatt warned.
    “At least my house is baby-proofed,” Conner said, turning to strap up the blocks.
    “Your house is bubble wrapped, not the same thing,” Cage said from the edge of the couch. He’d taken up position to watch his brothers wrestle the tree. Micah was now racing around the floor his little antlers jingling as he went.
    As the whole family watched the men anchor the tree, they chatted amongst themselves.