I’m the guy who never brings a date to a holiday party. But meeting someone at one is a different story, apparently.

 

The bartender I undressed with my eyes? Whose touch ignited a fire in my soul when his fingers brushed against mine?

 

He’s the one I’m prepared to break all my own rules for.

Rebel Without a Claus

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