Oh Mr. Grump

Dear Santa,

I asked for many things, but a hot,

grumpy, billionaire boss wasn’t one of them.

He’s scorching enough to warm my hot chocolate.

But his attitude is colder than snowflakes.

He tried to cancel our annual Christmas party. The audacity of this guy.

Now thanks to this freak snowstorm,

we’re stuck together in his mansion under the mistletoe.

I know the rules, so we kissed. But then… I was naughty.

In my defense, the sight of his hungry blue eyes distracts me.

His scent wraps around me.
Making it hard for me to think about anything else… but him.

I must find a way to resist his charm because I cannot risk losing my job.

Or worse… going through Christmas with a shattered heart.

P.S. he might be Scrooge… send elves.