Santa Baby

I’ve been an awful bad boy, and what do I get as a reward?
A gorgeous fake date on my arm to mix, mingle, and be merry at my events.
The kicker?
She’s my best friend’s baby sister, ten years younger than me, and not on the menu as a Christmas treat.
Even if she is the one thing I really do need.
Both in the bedroom and my life.
She has me wrapped around her little finger, even if she drives me to the brink.
I tell her to wear black. She shows up in pink.
She hops in the kissing booth. I hop off the edge.
There’s one thing on my Christmas list this year.
Naughty or nice, it doesn’t matter.
My best friend’s little sister is all I want under the tree.
She’s worth a trip to Tiffany’s, too.
And if he hates me for it?
I’ll just blame Santa, baby.

Every good girl deserves a bad boy. ~Weston