Santa's Not Fat
A tradition goes that every generation, Santa's first born son will look down on earth on his fifth birthday, and pick the woman he is intended to spend the rest of his life with - the future Mrs. Claus.
The catch? She must remain a virgin until her twenty-second Christmas.
Porter chose the wrong girl. For the first time in history, he, along with the rest of the North Pole, watched down in horror as she lost her virginity to some guy in the back of a sleazy club - a month and a half before her twenty-second Christmas.
Porter's devastated. Until about five minutes later, when he catches sight of a gorgeous blue-eyed brunette, walking glumly around the club looking for his original chosen one. Kristina Walsh - the best friend of the girl he thought he was going to spend his life with. She was unlike anything Porter had ever seen, and after so many years beside his chosen, he was unsure of how he missed her.
She was stunning, she was perky, she loved the Holidays, and she was pure.
Santa offers Porter a deal. Starting on December 1st, he has exactly twenty-five days to make his chestnut-hair beauty fall in love with him, and unite fully 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 and sarcastic Kristina Walsh, with his chestnut curls and electric blue eyes, he knows he made a mistake. She was his other half - and he was going to have her, no matter what it took.