My gaze drops to the bag once more, and I spot the pièce de résistance—the biggest carrot I could find at the store. Like, scary big. I wrap my hands around it and smile. “But he already has a nose,” I whisper, tapping the carrot across my chest. “What could he possibly need another one of these for?” My eyes drop to the huge, round, sexy ball at the bottom of his body, and I shove the carrot’s base into the packed snow. My grunts punctuate the night air as I struggle to get it in, but the snow finally spreads enough to let me attach his glorious accent piece. I step back and stare at the man
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