Page 42 of Single Girl Rules: HoHoHo

Ash tossed her straw aside and downed the rest of her hotchocolate. “Let’s go! We can’t be late!” Then she grabbed me and Slavanka andpulled us up the staircase back into the glass atrium.

Nine men all turned to look at us and my heart skipped abeat.

Hot damn, boys!

There was something about a man in uniform that did things tome. And these sexy elf uniforms were no exception.

My eyes were drawn to the red team first. They were dressed headto toe in tight red tuxedo pants, fitted red button downs with the sleevesrolled up, black suspenders, Santa hats, and creepy ass elf masks. The bestpart, though? Their shirts were all unbuttoned and open in the middle.

I instantly recognized Ghostie’s eight-pack and chiseled pecs.And the absolute beef tower next to him was probably the banana king. He couldn’tseem to take his eyes off Ash’s red hair.Yup…definitely the banana king.It must have been driving him crazy that he’d missed out on taking hervirginity. Maybe if I was lucky, he’d take it tonight.

I turned to the third member of the red team. It was supposedto be the Chadwicks’ underboss, Tommy Rapide. But his delicious black abslooked familiar. Which was odd, because I’d never seen Tommy’s abs. Or maybe Ihad?No.I would have remembered that he had abs like that.

“Guten abend,” said one of the guys in green to Ash.

Definitely the bellhops.The original plan had beenfor her to be on a team with my brothers from the Gryphon Club, but…

Wait a second!I knew I’d seen Flash Robinson in that chocolateshop earlier.

I looked over at the white team to confirm my suspicions. Or,more precisely, I looked at the white team’s bulges.

Yup.One of them was definitely Flash. Pants that tightjust didn’t have anywhere for such a big cock to go.

“Wow,” he said as he gave us the up-down. “I knew we werewaiting for sexy elves. But damn.”

“Let’s open the presents,” growled Ghostie. He turned aroundand grabbed three presents – one red, one green, and one white - off the tablebehind him.

“Where’d those come from?” whispered Ash.

“The sexy elf factory,” I said with a wink.

“No, not them. The tables.”

I looked past the men at the four tables. One was directlyunder the end of the conveyor belt, and the other three were spaced out equallyaround it and covered in ribbon and rolls of wrapping paper. So. Many. Rolls. “Santamust have put them there,” I said. And by that, I meant Teddybear and Ghostie did.I still couldn’t believe they’d set all this up. They were the freaking best.

“Santa is the freaking best,” said Ash, mimicking my thoughtsalmost exactly. “But where is he?”

“Winner meet Santa?” asked Slavanka.

“Maybe,” I said. “Good luck, girls.” I probably should havereminded them to let me win. But I always won everything, so it didn’t reallyseem necessary.

Ghostie handed one large present to each team and then wehuddled up around ours. It was as beautifully wrapped as the red button hadbeen earlier. But instead of being addressed to me, Ash, and Slavanka, the tagon this present read: “Do not open until your sexy elves arrive.”

“Your sexy elf has arrived,” I said with a smile and a shimmy.“Shall I do the honors?”

The three men nodded.

I grabbed the paper and tore the present open. And then I openedthe box inside to reveal a letter resting on top of red tissue paper. I wantedto just dig right in and find the real presents, but Ghostie opened the letterand read:

Elves,

Thank you for agreeing to help me deliver presents thisevening.

Tonight you’ll be assembling, wrapping, and delivering asmany presents as you can before the clock strikes midnight.

You’ve been put in random teams of four:

- One Assembler

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