In real life, I’m Tiffany. In my work life, I’m known as Creamgirl.
I’ve made a fortune at ‘The Agency’ – enacting clients’ dirty proposals for money. I’ve covered every fantasy you could possibly imagine and then some.
Creamgirl is certainly top of the Agency tree. But after four years, I’m yearning for more.
A bond with someone who I can adore for real, not just in fantasy. In love.
I only went into Santa’s grotto to appease Ella’s childish glee. I was laughing when I sat my curvy butt on his lap for a picture.
Until I looked into his stunning grey eyes and saw something I shouldn’t have.
Someone I shouldn’t have.
Because Santa isn’t just Santa… he’s the multi-millionaire owner of the mall.
He’s also my boss. A founder of the Agency I work for.
I should run. Fast. Say goodbye, and make sure my career stays safe at all costs.
It’s insane that I want Santa so bad that I can’t stay away from him. Not for anything.
And if I’m honest with myself, truly, I don’t just want to be Santa’s baby…
I want to have Santa’s baby, too.
