Getting snowed in wasn’t on my bingo card this Christmas—but neither was my ex-boyfriend announcing he’d be bringing the girl he cheated on me with to Christmas dinner. When my uncle offered me his apartment for the week, I planned to drown my sorrows in alcohol and seasonal music, wallowing in peace.
What I didn’t expect was for three men in Santa suits and glow masks to show up unannounced. Apparently, my best friend took it upon herself to sign me up for a fantasy-fulfillment website. I just hadn’t realized she actually booked an experience for me.
Over a few snow-filled days, those mysterious men showed me just how much better I deserve—how love, pleasure, and self-respect could go hand-in-hand. But when their masks finally came off, I learned they’re not who I thought they were.
Now, faced with a life-changing choice, I’ve decided I’m ready to take a risk. After all, what’s the worst that could happen? One thing’s for sure: I’ll never look at tinsel the same way again.
