Wintertime Heat

I was always the sensible one. So how could I go and fall in love with this man? I crushed into that arrogant guy's car. I offered him a ride and he was a complete jerk. Later he appears at my job to pick up his son. How’s it possible he’s the father of such a sweet little boy? Yes, he’s hot, but still a total jerk. That smirk of his is driving me insane. He's handsome, sexy as sin, protective and doesn't hesitate to take whatever he wants. He's filthy rich and I live on school teacher’s salary. I try to push him away but instead he wants to claim me, be my protector. How am I supposed to think with his hands all over me, claiming every inch of my body? I can’t control this traitorous heart of mine. He touches me and it beats out of control. His kisses? Toe-curling. The chemistry between us? Definitely steamy. I asked Santa to send me a man, but not him. He can’t be my Christmas present. Can he?