Page 6 of All I Want For Christmas

“World peace.”

Santa grinned at the woman’s dry answer. “That definitely puts you at the top of the Nice List.”

“Oh, good,” Roxanne replied. She shifted, clearly uncomfortable on Santa’s thigh. “How about just peace within my household for the duration of the Christmas break from school?”

Santa chuckled again. “Seems like a reasonable request. I’ll see what I can do.”

“What? You don’t have that in your bag?” Roxanne asked, with an eye roll that was as much a part of Roxanne as her big, red-framed glasses and her vaping habit.

“No, but I have something that someone told me you could really use.” Santa handed her a wrapped gift that was clearly a book.

“Please let this be a book about how to outwit your teenage children,” Roxanne said.

Santa grinned. “That was not what your friends said you most needed.”

“My friends are stupid, then.”

He laughed, but Roxanne tore the paper from the front of the book. She looked at it and then she shocked everyone by grinning. “Okay, well this isn’t bad.”

“Hold it up!” Bea, who was, no doubt, the friend who had recommended the book, said.

Roxanne turned the book so they could all read the title.

50 Ways to Eat Cock.

Lindsey snorted. It was a cookbook. A chicken cookbook. But it was hilarious. Roxanne called her ex-husband a cocksucker on a regular basis.

Chuckling, Roxanne stood, turned to Santa and blew him a kiss. Logan managed to catch a photo of it too, which was amazing.

And then there was no one left but Lindsey.

She stepped up, waiting for her turn.

“I didnottell you to get Lexi handcuffs,” Lindsey heard Caleb say to Logan.

She glanced back to see Logan grin at the other man. “You’re not the only one I asked for ideas, bro. You’re not the only one who knows her.” Logan glanced at Lexi. “Maybe you don’t even know her best.”

Caleb actually growled at that and Lindsey felt her eyes widen as she faced forward again, fighting a giggle.

Santa caught her eye and patted his lap. She lifted a brow. Well, that was a little…sassy of him. And she felt herself smiling because of that. She had to admit that this was fun. It had been Logan’s idea but Santa was playing right along, the perfect kind of flirtatious, hot, mysterious guy to be giving out naughty gingerbread men and body glitter.

She approached him and took a deep breath as she slid into his lap.

Matt would think this was fun. He’d be encouraging me to sit here and play along and open a funny gift.

She knew those things were true. So she didn’t feel bad about thewowthat went through her head as she sat down on Santa’s very muscular thigh. His big hand settled on her hip and he slid her back further onto his lap. And she let him. Because this was all just for fun.

And she was a red-blooded, heterosexual woman who really appreciated the male body—especially hard ones—and who hadn’t been up against any in quite some time.

“So, Lindsey, what can Santa bring you?”

She opened her mouth to reply and suddenly gasped. Because Santa’s hand closest to the crowd was still resting somewhat innocently on her left hip, but hisotherhand was running up and down her other thigh. His fingers grazed the edge of her skirt. And then justunderthe edge of her skirt.

“I, um…”

“Maybe some eggnog-flavored body lotion?”

Lindsey froze. The second Christmas she and Matt had been together, he’d given her a tube of eggnog-flavored edible body lotion. Not only had it been hilarious, but it had been a lot of fun later that night.

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