Cookies for Santa
Even Monroe
Sorry to be a seasonal buzzkill, but this year I’ll be un-aliving anyone who plays a single bar of that freaking Mariah Carey song.
I’m supposed to be forgetting about my ill-timed birthday while sipping on cocktails poolside on a tropical island with my besties. Instead, my friends aren’t available, and I’ve thrown a hissy fit of epic proportions with my boss.
Oh, and did I mention I’m snowed in?
Nick
I’ve got a lot on my mind, which is not unusual for me on Christmas eve, but the pressure is really on this year. Now that I’ve found Wynter, it’s as though I’ve kicked into a higher gear. As I raise my fist to knock on the door of the remote cabin, something shifts in my bag of tricks, and I fight to smother the grin tugging at my lips.
You see, I know exactly what Wynter wants and needs. It comes with the territory, and lucky for her, I’m a giver. In more ways than one.
Right now, I have to win Wynter over and convince her to stick with me, then all will be right with the world.
Wish her luck resisting me.
She’s going to need it.
While this story is mostly smexxy Christmas-themed shenanigans, if a fast-paced tumble into bed and perhaps a smidgen of spicey *control* isn’t your holiday jam, perhaps this one isn’t for you.
Reader discretion is advised 18+.
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