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“Uh . . .” he held the phone out to me before he raised his hands in a ‘backing off’ gesture and walked over to Emma.

“This is Faith,” I said into the speaker. “I have a huge favor to ask of you. How quickly can you be at the workshop?”

CHAPTER SIX

JACK

Standing outside the back door to the workshop, I was waiting to see why the hell I had been summoned to my version of hell. When Faith’s sweet voice came on to the line, I was intrigued. She knew how fond of this place I really wasn’t so the fact that she wanted me here had my thoughts going in two different directions.

“You’re here!” She opened the door and quickly closed it before pressing her elf-dressed body up against it. “I have a humungous favor that I need to ask of you and I need you to say yes.”

“Not sure I like the sound of that.” I chuckled when she ducked her head to the floor. “Yeah, I’m really not going to like this, am I?” I stared at her waiting for a response. “Ask and I’ll see,” I added, trying to make her comfortable enough to just say whatever she had brought me here to say.

“Okay.” She nodded at herself before she looked up at me. “I need you to fill in temporarily as Santa at our workshop.”

I stared at her for a moment before a loud laugh escaped me.

She rolled her eyes at me before she crossed her arms and cocked her hip to the side waiting patiently for me to stop laughing.

“I’m sorry.” I chuckled again before giving her a serious look. “I’m just trying to think of all the ways I can say no.”

“Please!” She clasped her hands together and rested them beneath her chin, begging me to change my mind. “I need you to do this. There’s no way that I can let her down.”

“The way I see it, if there’s no Santa you win.” I waved my hand toward her, indicating her outfit. “You get out of elf duty and can go back to your normal routine.”

She blew out a breath before she pushed back off the door and walked toward me.

“Jack, I can’t let her down.” She stopped in front of me and looked up at me, her beautiful eyes shining up at me. “She needs this. I have known Emma for seven years and I have never let her down. I don’t want to start now.” She reached down for my hand and gently grasped my fingers. “Please . . . Say you’ll do it.”

I groaned, leaning my head back against my shoulders before looking back down at her.

“I fucking hate kids, Faith,” I muttered. “And Christmas. And, to be honest, people in general.”

She giggled at my rambling before she entwined our hands and squeezed gently.

“So, is that a yes?” she asked, grinning up at me.

I stared down at her, hating the way that she had me wound around her little finger. I usually prided myself on being an unsociable bastard but when she looked up at me like that—like she trusted me—it made me agree to anything that she was asking.

“This is going to cost more than one fucking date.”

I said it as a threat but when she gave me a sexy smile and took a step closer to me, all thoughts of threats went out of my head.

She let go of my hand and slid both of her hands up my chest before entwining them around my shoulders. The action brought her upper body closer to mine and as I looked down at her dressed in the most fucking ridiculous Christmas costume ever, all I could think about was peeling those stockings down her legs.

“Well,” she whispered. “I was hoping for a lot more than one promised date.”

I wrapped my arms around her waist and rested my hands just above her ass.

“And what were you hoping for?” I asked, eager to know what the hell was going on inside that head of hers. If it was half as filthy as the thoughts that were going on inside of mine, then I definitely wanted her to continue talking.

“Well, you know how Santa has a naughty and nice list?” she asked.

I nodded my head, wondering where she was going with that question.

“Well.” She leaned up and kissed the corner of my mouth, surprising me a little with her actions. “I can be a very nice elf.” She smiled at me before taking a step back, trailing her hands down over my chest. “But I can also be a very naughty elf for Santa.”

Fucking minx.

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