Only Santas in the Building (Under the Mistletoe Collection, #5)

by Alexis Daria

when he grins, his prominent canines slightly resemble fangs. I was obsessed with vampires when I was in high school, so this little detail does not go unnoticed or unappreciated. I wouldn’t mind at all if he bit me.

“Evie, if he doesn’t like you at your worst, he doesn’t deserve you at your best.”

“Oh, no. Did he pass away?” I infuse my voice with an appropriate amount of horror and sympathy, but I mostly want to know whether he died in my apartment. “Nothing like that. He moved to Florida.” Mr. Barnes shudders. “A worse fate I cannot imagine.

Crying lol