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I follow his line of sight and smile when I look at the red velvet Santa suit neatly folded and pressed on the sofa. My surprise for him . I grin .

“I was hoping I’d get to sit on Santa’s lap,” I answer, biting on my lip and wondering if my man is going to play along .

He gives my ass a smack, shaking his head—but he’s smiling and it might be my imagination, but I think I see a Christmas twinkle in those eyes of his .

“Has little Holly been nice or naughty this year?” he asks, and joy fills me as he slips into the role that brought us together in the first place .

I probably would hate this game with anyone else, but Nick isn’t just anyone. He’s everything and I love anything we do together. I think that’s just another sign he’s the one. Even if others think we are jumping into this, I know this is the right move .

We belong together .

Nick pulls me impossibly closer and makes this low growling sound. “I fucking love you, baby. You’re perfection, Holly baby .”

I feel my cheeks heat, because even after being with Nick for a year, the butterflies never leave, and I know they never will. There will never be a Christmas that goes by where I don’t try to make my way onto Santa’s very, very naughty list .

The nice list is overrated anyway .

The End

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