Holly
“There is he!” I grabbed my best friend’s arm and pointed. “Beth, look!”
“I’m looking, but what am I looking at?” She turned her head in the direction I was pointing.
“That guy—he’s the mall Santa.” I grinned and dropped my hand before he looked my way and saw me pointing.
“Whoa, seriously? He’s hot as fuck.” Her eyes got wide and a grin slowly spread across her face.
“Yeah, well keep your eyes off him because he’s all mine.” I nudged Beth in the ribs.
“You’re the one who told me to look at him!” She grumbled under her breath. “Damn, he’s fucking delicious.”
I didn’t know the name of the guy that we were looking at, and the only thing that drew me to him was pure primal attraction. I fell head over heels in lust the instant I saw his gorgeous physique and beautiful ink while he was changing into his Santa suit behind the mall the previous weekend. He looked like he was more of a bad boy than Kris Kringle, and he made everything inside me light up like a Christmas tree. He could ring my jingle bells. Hell, he could pop my cherry—I sure as fuck couldn’t stop thinking about it. I wanted to lick him like a candy cane until our bodies were sizzling and the snow melted on contact. I had no intention of making the nice list before Christmas morning because I was feeling downright naughty.
“What’s he doing?” I took a few steps and peered around the edge of the Christmas tree that was sitting in the middle of the open area near the front of the mall.
“Showing us how incredible he looks in a pair of jeans?” Beth tilted her head to the side and let out a satisfied moan.
“Oh shit.” I moved around the Christmas tree so I could get a better look. “He’s going into a jewelry store.”
“He probably has a girlfriend—one that he buys diamonds for at Christmas,” Beth grumbled and shrugged. “So much for that.”
“No!” I stomped my foot angrily. “He can’t have a girlfriend. He’s too perfect to have a girlfriend. I’m supposed to be his Mrs. Claus!”
“Whoa, you’re already talking marriage? Girl, you got it bad.” Beth shook her head and laughed. “Come on, let’s finish our shopping.”
“Fine.” I let out a disappointed sigh and followed Beth into one of the nearby stores.
The mall Santa had stolen my heart and then stomped on it before I even got a chance to talk to him. I knew it was stupid to feel something for a guy I didn’t know, but I couldn’t control the fire that he lit in my soul the first time I saw him. I had never felt that kind of instantaneous attraction to anyone before, and he made me think dirty, filthy thoughts that no virgin should have. I didn’t even really understand what I was feeling, but it was stronger than any crush I had in high school. It was even stronger than the tingle I had when I sat down for my first college class and the star quarterback took the seat next to me. Those were just fantasies—lingering desires that never fully manifested. The mall Santa, with his ripped physique and a chiseled jaw that looked like it could cut steel, brought a desire to the surface that I didn’t even know I could have. Just thinking about him made my panties wet.
“I need a Dirty Santa gift.” Beth looked around the store. “I don’t think I’m going to find anything in here that will work.”
“Are you going to a party that you forgot to tell me about?” I tilted my head and raised my eyebrows.
“I wish.” Beth rolled her eyes. “My Dad’s family is coming to stay with us this year for Christmas and my parents want to try it since we’ll have so many people at the house.”
“Ah, well that should be interesting.” I nodded and smirked. “But, didn’t your Mom say that your Dad’s family is nothing but a bunch of drunks and perverts?”
“Yep!” She pursed her lips and nodded quickly. “I get to put a chair under the door when I shower so that none of my cousins walk in and accidentally see me naked.”
“Kissing cousins. How cute.” I winked and put my hands on my hips.
“Gross.” Beth shuddered and her face reflected disgust. “Let’s go to Spencer’s. They usually have decent gag gifts.”
“Sounds good.” I nodded and turned towards the door.