Page 27 of Single Girl Rules: HoHoHo

Daddy nodded approvingly. “It’s a pleasure to meet both ofyou. I wish I had time to chat more, but I really must attend to this Isabellasituation.”

I really wanted to take Isabella down myself. But I didn’twant to go against Daddy’s wishes. And I didn’t have time to focus on Isabella.Because right now, the most important thing was Ash losing her virginity. Ifshe didn’t, Christmas would be ruined. But also…a part of me couldn’t stopthinking about destroying Isabella…

“Will you be back before bed so we can hang our stockings?” Iasked.

“Of course. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He kissed myforehead and then walked out.

“Daddy hot,” said Slavanka.

Ash cringed. “I can’t believe I called him Daddy.”

“Why?” I asked. “That’s his name.”

“It felt so…sexual. Anyway, let’s never speak of that again,please. Also, I’d really like to go buy some pants.”

“Wouldn’t you rather go bake some cookies for Santa?” Thatwasn’t really the plan. The plan was to let Daddy handle the Isabella situationwhile I handled the Ash-being-a-virgin situation. Focusing on Ash was the onlyway I’d be able to forget about Crazy Isabella. And the best way to do that wasto lure Ash to the hotel and let her feast her eyes on the hot bellhops. Shewas definitely gonna want to fuck at least one of them.

“YES!” Ash didn’t even care that her ass was still out. Shejust ran into the beer hall. And then she stopped. “I have no idea where I’mgoing.”

I laughed. “Follow me.”

“Please tell me we’re not going back to the scene of thecrime,” said Ash as we retraced our steps from earlier.

“What crime?” I asked.

“The naked boob faceplanting.”

“Our hotel is right at the base of the slopes, so yes. Butagain, no crime was committed because Germans love nudity.” Speaking of lovingnudity…I wondered where Ghostie and Teddybear were. I’d expected them to bewaiting at the resort entrance for us with our luggage.

But the only person there was a jolly old doorman.

“Welcome to the Royal Spielzeughersteller Hotel,” he saidwith a deep bow as he opened the doors for us.

“Spiel-zoo-what Hotel?” asked Ash. “After the pantsless JacketEmporium fiasco, I know better than to walk into a German place without fullyunderstanding the translation.”

“Spielzeughersteller,” I said. “It means toy maker. Thisvillage was once home to a famous toy maker. The locals here will tell you thathe was the inspiration for Santa.”

Ash looked SO excited. “Are you serious? Why did you not tellme that sooner? Do you think we’ll see him tonight?!”

“If we’re lucky.” I looked around again for Ghostie andTeddybear. But they weren’t in the lobby either. They must have already takenour luggage up to our room. Which was annoying, because I really wanted Ash tosee the hot bellhops…

I walked up to the counter and rang the bell.

Three bellhops came rushing out pushing luggage carts. Theystopped in front of us.

“You rang?” asked one of them.

“Yes, I need you to take my luggage up to the Kaiser suite.”

He looked at my feet. And then behind the front desk. “Pardonme, fraulein. What luggage?”

I took off my jacket and tossed it onto one of their carts. Slavankadid the same. And then we all looked at Ash.

“And you?” asked the last bellhop in the sexiest Germanaccent.

Come on, girl! Show him your tits!

Instead she wrenched her leg to the side and collapsed ontothe ground in one of the worst pieces of theater I’ve ever seen. “My ankle. Ithink it’s broken. So I’m the luggage.”

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