Holly laughed before leaning down and kissing him again, unable to get enough of his lips, which were just as soft as she imagined. She could still taste the eggnog along with a hint of peppermint on his tongue as she deepened the kiss once more. Her back was pressed up against the wall as Grayson went to remove his coat and toss it onto the floor. Holly reached out to run her hands over his broad shoulders and down over his chiseled chest just like she had longed to do since the moment she saw him in his Santa outfit.
Grayson broke the kiss only to move his lips to her neck, his teeth scraping across her skin as Holly ran her fingers through his soft, light brown hair, pushing the Santa hat off in the process. She could feel his hands going up her leg and wished she had not worn legging
