Chapter Two – Santa Baby.
Hardly daring to breathe, Blair watched as Chuck lowered his head. She wanted to touch him, to 包, 换行 her arms around him, to make sure he stayed with her for as long as she needed. But her arms were filled with her boring plain pumps, and her Responsible lawyer suite jacket, and her adorable little clutch, and so she settled for watching. And waiting. And needing.
This was crazy; she knew it. They’d agreed thins could never work between them, had mutually and amicably parted. But now … now all Blair wanted was Chuck. At least for as long as a mistletoe free kiss...
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