Page 13 of Santa Is A Sl*t

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Spill it.” She’s sitting in her living room with her own glass of wine.

It’s only a matter of time before one or more of her boyfriends join her and I want her full attention until then.

Adding my signature flare and using my superior storytelling capabilities, I outline every single detail of walking in on the scene in Nicholas’s office. I even grab a pen and paper to show her a stick figure recreation.

I do not doubt that if Val hasn’t already been in that position before, she will be testing it out as early as tomorrow.

I can hardly believe it myself but watching Val’s reactions to the story makes me giggle. The total shock and surprise on her facial features are hilarious, especially when she spits wine out on her blouse when I get to the part about Eve’s locker room visit.

“Well, what are you going to do?” She asks once I’ve finished talking.

“There’s not much I can do. It’s not like I want to embarrass Kane and Eve and there’s no way for me to use it against Nicholas without hurting them,” I shrug nonchalantly. “Besides, it’s probably not the best idea to spread rumors about anyone’s sex life but especially my boss.”

Val raises her brow at me skeptically. “Really?”

Nodding, I ask, “What?”

“Nothing…it’s just that I’m surprised at how mature you’re being.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I take a little offense at her statement.

“It’s not that you’re immature, Noel. It’s that you tend to thrive in chaos and most of the time maturity doesn’t overlap with your brand of chaos.” She tells me with a sympathetic purse of her lips.

I know what she means, even if it stings a little. There’s a reason Val’s guys like to grill me before our girl’s nights. I’ve gotten into plenty of trouble over the years and Val didn’t have a choice but to join me. Either she was right beside me or figuring a way to get me out of whatever compromising position I found myself in.

“I guess I’ve grown,” I say cockily.

But the truth is, I think I am growing. Even if I’ve never imagined settling down like Val has, I know I’m going to have to take life a little more seriously sooner or later.

It had already crossed my mind that this might be my last season at SantaScape. Eventually, I am going to need to do more than temporary positions in order to have a reliable income.

This place is going to be a lot harder to afford once I’m paying rent on my own.

“We both have, Noel. It was only a matter of time before adulthood caught up to us.” My best friend tells me proudly.

Val has always been the more sensible one between the two of us but she never made me feel bad about who I am.

“Maybe so,” I say, steering away from the seriousness of the conversation, “But I’ve learned something really important today.”

“What’s that?”

My smile is wider than the Joker’s. “That our new Santa is a dirty little slut.”

We both fall into giggles until tears start to form in my eyes.

Once we’ve calmed down, Val asks me, “So when do you think you’ll fuck your boss? I have to say, I highly recommend it. In fact, I think you’re the one who encouraged me to fuck all three of my bosses.”

Of course, she uses my good intentions against me. I just wanted my friend to get laid.

“Why does everyone think I want to fuck him?” I try to infuse confusion into my tone.

“You’re totally going to fuck him. I bet you have a foursome by the end of the week,” she says with a smug smile.

If I last that long, I’ll be impressed. I’m not sure that the next time one of the three of them attempts to seduce me, I’d be able to deny them.

I’m not in the habit of turning down an orgasm.

We eventually change the subject, talking about the rest of our day before making plans to have another video chat later this week.

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