Addison
Since I'm single and don't cook for a big family, it'll just be me. I'm eating a microwave turkey dinner with mashed potatoes and gravy. I also have a can of cranberry sauce.
Lastly, I have Santa's cookies on a platter with a glass of almond milk next to them. Santa will just have to drink the milk I leave for him because I'm lactose intolerant.
I've got tomorrow all planned out. I'll open my presents, drink eggnog, and watch movies all day. That’s what Christmas looks like for a single woman whose family lives overseas. Obviously, I get invited to people's houses for Christmas, but I feel awkward imposing on their holiday celebrations. People who have family to celebrate with.
At my age, leaving cookies out for Santa might seem juvenile. I definitely believe in Santa, so don't make fun of me. The cookies I leave out every year get eaten, and I don't have any pets or roommates. Every year, there's always one gift under my tree I didn't buy. For years, I believed it was Karen, my best friend. In fact, I am convinced she takes credit for Santa's gift. Last year, I thanked her for the purse. However, Santa didn't give me a purse. Santa gave me my favorite expensive perfume that I can’t afford…
Tonight, I'll stay up all night to catch him. My second pot of coffee is already brewing. I only took one cookie from Santa’s platter and washed it down with my second cup of coffee.
My Christmas memories come flooding back… I remember seeing him when I was a kid. Except that Santa didn't look like I expected. Santa Claus looked more like the Hulk than jolly ol' Saint Nick. I'll never believe it was just a dream. That's what my parents told me.
Suddenly, I can't understand why I feel sleepy as I sit cuddled in a blanket watching Christmas movies. I've already guzzled almost two pots of coffee…
Nick (Alien Santa)
It's the same every year. My heart is full of giving. The more I give, the more I give. It is a curse of mine, is it not? Perhaps because I don't have to. It's crazy to think anyone could forget to give me a gift in return for all I give. That's what Christmas is all about, isn't it? It's my job to know. Supposedly, I'm an expert. Actually, I don't need anything in return. I do this because I love it.
However, I will never truly have the one thing I desire.
Because Addison is the one thing I want, but will never have, I'm bitter.
Does Nick truly get his Christmas wish? Click the "Buy Now" button to find out!
This is a stand alone science fiction romance.
(This is not related to any current series or characters)
Since I'm single and don't cook for a big family, it'll just be me. I'm eating a microwave turkey dinner with mashed potatoes and gravy. I also have a can of cranberry sauce.
Lastly, I have Santa's cookies on a platter with a glass of almond milk next to them. Santa will just have to drink the milk I leave for him because I'm lactose intolerant.
I've got tomorrow all planned out. I'll open my presents, drink eggnog, and watch movies all day. That’s what Christmas looks like for a single woman whose family lives overseas. Obviously, I get invited to people's houses for Christmas, but I feel awkward imposing on their holiday celebrations. People who have family to celebrate with.
At my age, leaving cookies out for Santa might seem juvenile. I definitely believe in Santa, so don't make fun of me. The cookies I leave out every year get eaten, and I don't have any pets or roommates. Every year, there's always one gift under my tree I didn't buy. For years, I believed it was Karen, my best friend. In fact, I am convinced she takes credit for Santa's gift. Last year, I thanked her for the purse. However, Santa didn't give me a purse. Santa gave me my favorite expensive perfume that I can’t afford…
Tonight, I'll stay up all night to catch him. My second pot of coffee is already brewing. I only took one cookie from Santa’s platter and washed it down with my second cup of coffee.
My Christmas memories come flooding back… I remember seeing him when I was a kid. Except that Santa didn't look like I expected. Santa Claus looked more like the Hulk than jolly ol' Saint Nick. I'll never believe it was just a dream. That's what my parents told me.
Suddenly, I can't understand why I feel sleepy as I sit cuddled in a blanket watching Christmas movies. I've already guzzled almost two pots of coffee…
Nick (Alien Santa)
It's the same every year. My heart is full of giving. The more I give, the more I give. It is a curse of mine, is it not? Perhaps because I don't have to. It's crazy to think anyone could forget to give me a gift in return for all I give. That's what Christmas is all about, isn't it? It's my job to know. Supposedly, I'm an expert. Actually, I don't need anything in return. I do this because I love it.
However, I will never truly have the one thing I desire.
Because Addison is the one thing I want, but will never have, I'm bitter.
Does Nick truly get his Christmas wish? Click the "Buy Now" button to find out!
This is a stand alone science fiction romance.
(This is not related to any current series or characters)
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