A tradition goes that every year, Santa’s first born son will be the next Santa once the original Santa reaches the age of 50. When Santa’s son is five, he must look down and select someone that he thinks will be perfect for him. He then must wait for her until her twenty-second Christmas. Through those years, the girl must remain pure until the night of Christmas Eve, where she and her Santa will be together. Porter chose the wrong girl.
He watched down in horror as exactly twenty-seven days before Christmas she lost her purity to some guy she met in a club. In the generations of seventy-three Santa’s, no one has ever chosen the wrong girl. He can’t become Santa without a wife. Without his other half. He is a disgrace to his family, and to the entire world. That’s when he lays eyes on his chosen’s best friend. With her long, chestnut ringlets and shining blue eyes, she was a sight to see. So much more beautiful than his chosen. And she was pure.
Santa offers Porter a deal. Starting on December 1st, he has twenty-five days to make his chestnut-haired beauty fall in love with him, and unite with him on Christmas Eve. If he fails, then the position of Santa goes to his younger brother and his chosen one.
Porter’s ready for the challenge, though. Looking down at stubborn-headed, Holiday-loving Kristina Walsh, he knows he made a mistake. She was his other half. And he was going to have her, no matter what it took.
BY:
Chelstopolis
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