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“Well, wifey?” Klaus’ deep voice is a song in contrast to the noisy clatter of the airport. I turn around to see the three of them, their vibrant eyes dancing with excitement. “Are you finally ready to admit that you were meant to spend the holidays with us?”

I’m surprised when my eyes mist up at the sight of them. They’re welcoming me with open arms when I’m so used to handling the tough stuff on my own. Literally, Kris’s huge frame towers in front of me with his arms wide open. I rush into the embrace.

“I can’t believe I doubted it for a second.”

CHAPTER SIX

Holly

I stretch out long and groan in satisfaction. The contrast of my sore muscles against the plush softness of my bed is delicious.

But I don’t remember my childhood bed being this plush.

I shoot upright. I am not in Wisconsin. The previous night comes flooding back to me. My sexy Santas. They booked me first class alongside them on the flight to the French Alps. The huge comfortable seat knocked me right out after traveling in a cramped middle seat for the entire night before. I was so groggy when we finally got to the chalet that Kris just chuckled at me rubbing my eyes, threw me over his shoulder, and tucked me into this bed. I think I just caught up on about two nights of missed sleep. And damn, I feel amazing. Traveling with three men I just met? Not usually advisable. But this might have been the best damn decision I’ve ever made.

I walk over to the heavy white curtains hanging from the tall ceiling and pull them open. Light floods my vision. When my eyes finally adjust, I gasp. A white mountain landscape fills my view wherever I turn my head. Little dots of buildings spot the otherwise perfectly snowy landscape. I look down and see aqua-blue water bubbling. This place has a big heated pool looking out at the pristine winter scenery.

These guys really know what they’re doing. I can’t imagine a better place to spend Christmas.

Christmas! It’s Christmas. I swing around, scanning my room for any sign of the holiday. I’m embarrassed by my own excitement. What am I expecting? I never get gifts on Christmas. And they didn’t even know I was joining them until the very last minute.

But my three sexy Santas have been dripping with sweet words about making this the best Christmas ever for me. A part of me really wants the experience of being spoiled rotten, even if only once in my life. I look out the window. But I’ve already been spoiled just by being brought here. Plus the best sex of my life- let’s not forget about that.

Suddenly, the Christmas spirit takes over my damn soul because I get an overwhelming urge to spoil them right back. I’ve never felt this way before. I’ve never really had anyone to feel that way for.

But what could I possibly give them?

I get an idea. I pull my backpack into the bathroom. I sully the pristine white marble as I pull out my hiking boots. I dig further into the bottom of my bag until I find everything I’m looking for.

My favorite green bikini. An old red T-shirt. And manicure scissors. That’s all I need for my gift. Oh, and I’m going to get myself dolled up. I pull out my makeup bag from the very bottom of my backpack.

I shower, lather myself up with the expensive lotions stocked in the bathroom, and do my makeup and hair. My skin is sun-kissed and I have a glow that I don’t even recognize on myself. Either yesterday’s orgasms or rich person showers, I’m not sure which one.

I slip on my green bikini and begin cutting the red shirt. I zig-zag the collar, then make wristbands and try to make a hat, but quickly give up. Instead, I cut a long strip from the shirt and tie it around my midriff like a bow on a present. A sexy elf present? It will have to do. At least it will send a clear message that I’m all in on Filis Navidad.

I crack the door open to see if anyone is awake. I grin. Christmas music is coming from somewhere in this gigantic chalet.

I step out to follow the sounds but a crunch under my foot makes me jump. I look down to see that I just stepped on a damn candy cane. A golden ribbon is tied around it with a note, so I pick it up.

Sweet and refreshing, just like you.

Follow the stripes for your next clue.

Oh, I like this. I like this a whole lot. I knew my sexy Santas would have something in mind. Warmth spreads all over me. I can feel my heart beating, full of joy and appreciation for this little holiday group of lost toys that have found each other.

I look down the hall and notice the candy canes dropped every couple of feet. I pick them up as I go, unwrapping one and sucking on it.

Mm. Perfect breakfast.

I make it to the top of the stairs where there is a little green elf hat waiting for me. I laugh at the serendipity. I pick it up and a note falls out.

Our mischievous little elf

We would never put you away on a shelf

Put this on your head if you want to play

We’re ready to stuff your stockings all day

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