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What is happening to me? What is this? There’s not a chance in the world that I’m attracted to this man in a Santa suit.
I swirl the white wine around my glass and narrow my eyes at my laptop. My favorite porn site stares at me from the screen. Blowing out a breath, I drain the glass. “Fuck it,” I mutter, pulling the laptop closer and typing one word into the search box: Santa.
“How does the saying go again? Wear the hat, ride Santa?” Holy fucking shit.
wasn’t giving anything up,” Kate cut in, sleepily, from his side. “When you love someone like we love each other, dreams are a shared thing, and it doesn’t feel like you’re losing anything when you leave things behind to watch the person you love live their dreams.”
