Texting My Secret Santa

My crush has come home just in time for Christmas, but wanting him could mean breaking my big brother’s heart.

Asher Mitchell is still the Scrooge I remember from when I was a kid. I decide to get my own back for all the teasing, but my pranks lead us to forbidden places.
When we kiss, I know it’s wrong. When he calls me Snowflake and his icy exterior begins to melt, I want more. Our secret could ruin everything.
It should be a relief when our company gives us anonymous cellphones for the Secret Santa scheme, a break from my brother’s best friend’s obsessive attention. As we text, I’m sure I recognize Asher in the flirty messages.
We can’t hide behind our cellphones forever. Soon, the whole world will know how this tall, muscular, possessive Santa really feels.

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