Daddy's Naughty Elf
A snowstorm, one bed, and a grumpy boss who turns out to be the Daddy of my holiday dreams…
Getting snowed in with your boss at a Christmas theme park sounds like the setup to a bad Hallmark movie. Except in my version, there’s a spanking bench in Santa’s sleigh barn, the hot cocoa bar is always open, and my grumpy, ridiculously hot boss just found my secret stash of Daddy Dom romance novels.
I didn’t mean for Justin Bell—director of operations and certified control freak—to find out what really gets my candy cane quivering. But now that he knows? He’s not just taking notes. He’s taking charge.
There’s only one bed in the park’s VIP lodge. The roads are closed. And Daddy says I’ve been a very naughty elf.
Let’s just say… I won’t be sitting comfortably by the time the snowplows arrive.
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