Kissing Kringle - A Forever Safe Christmas

“No, you need to study. I’ll only be gone for like two hours tops.”

“Okay,” she says, nodding. I give her a quick hug then jog out of the school. I have only five minutes to catch the subway and it’s seven blocks away. I run all the way there and make it just as the doors are closing. After an hour and a half train ride, I walk the last ten blocks to the hospital. If I time this right, I might only have to do this God-awful trip for a few days.

When I finally get there, I ask for Mrs. Willer.

“ID please. You’ll need to sign in before I can take you up there,” One of the guards at the front desk says. After I sign in, he leads me through four hallways and two different elevators. “Here you go.”

“Thank you so much.” He grunts then walks off. A young blond with big blue eyes comes up to me.

“Hi, Ms. Bell. Willy said to expect you. I’m Ruthie. I hope you don’t mind walking and talking as we have a busy next couple of hours.”

“Uh, no that’s fine. Willy?” I question. I can’t believe she calls him Willy.

“Right. Sorry. William. I forgot you were a student.”

“That’s me. A student,” I say laughing. She joins me for a second, but then she’s back to business.

“So, we need an elf or Santa’s helper as the kids like to call them and I need a new warm body in the NICU for snuggle time. You can pick which one you’d like to do today.” I try my best not to wrinkle my nose. I fucking hate Christmas. It’s all commercialized and just makes me feel like crap. What the fuck did Santa ever do for me anyhow?

“Um, I would love to be a snuggler.” She turns her head and grins at me.

“Wonderful! I’ll show you on up then you come back to me at six and I will sign a punch card for you.”

“Thank you.” She walks me down a few more halls then I see an area where they need a key card to get in. “What exactly do I do?” I ask nervously. I have never been around little babies before.

“Oh, here we have someone in the nursery doing skin on skin. You won’t have to do that. They just need a cuddle buddy. I walk into the room and gasp. Sweet Mother Mary! The sexiest man alive is holding a tiny baby just barely as big as his hand against his bare chest. I swear to God, my ovaries just exploded. He whips his head towards mine and the minute his eyes land on mine. I feel like I have known him my whole life and he hasn’t even spoken a word to me.

What the hell is that feeling in my chest? Why do I suddenly feel like my life is going to crumble if I don’t get to know this man? Am I really that much like my mother? I shake my head in denial. The fuck if I ever will be.

So, I do the only thing I can, I run.

Chapter 3

Nicolas

My girl ran away so fucking fast, I knew I wouldn’t be able to catch up with her and hold the baby. I noticed every little thing about her. She had a hospital volunteer badge on, so I know just where to start looking. After returning the baby to the nurse, I grab my beard but don’t bother buttoning up my shirt and set off in search of the girl. Ruthie Willer is in charge of all of the volunteers on this campus. She’ll point me in the right direction. As I round the corner, I see the girl leaning back against the wall. My girl, when I get my way and I always get my way. Her eyes are closed. She’s taking deep breaths as though she is trying to calm down. Somehow, she manages to look serene despite her obvious discomfort.

I shift my feet which causes my boots to squeak on the waxed tile. For the second time in less than ten minutes, our eyes meet. I can tell she’s young, but her eyes give her away. She’s bone-weary and her soul is tired. I want to take care of her. I want to figure out what her burdens are and take them off of shoulders. Before I can think better of it, I stalk toward her like a lion sizing up a gazelle. She watches my every move. When I’m standing in front of her, she shivers.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt you earlier, sir,” she says. The first sound of her voice has my cock even harder than before. Then she licks her bottom lip and I forget everything except that I’m a man and she’s a woman. I drop my head down and take her lips. She moans before kissing me back. There is this primal need flowing through me right now, and it is unlike anything I have ever experienced before. Everything inside of me is driving me to claim her for own.