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

by Alexis Daria

For anyone missing a loved one during the holiday season.

“You look good, Evie. Really good.”

“You are a fucking delight, Evie Cruz. Where have you been all my life?”

“That’s it, beautiful,” he croons in a husky voice. “Take what you want. Do you have any idea how fucking amazing you are? How fucking perfect?”

“You are exquisite,” he whispers. But all I hear is my sister’s voice saying, Don’t shit where you eat.

“Evie,” he says softly. “Do you want to go on a date with me?”

“My work deadline wasn’t the only reason why I didn’t decorate my tree.”

I’ll support whatever you choose to do, but I care about you, Evie. More than care. I’m falling for you. And . . . Shit. I’m going to stop talking now.”