The Holiday Claus

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Santa had it right with his Naughty and Nice list.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Me? I was firmly Team Nice.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Need help throwing together a holiday wedding in four days big brother? No problem.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Need me to share my bed with your super hot best friend? If I must.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Want to be sure I won't accidentally fall in love with said super hot best friend-Brooks Claus? Can't promise that.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He may have moved away from our small town years ago but there's something about being near him again that brings back memories of that innocent crush I never quite got over.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Fifteen year old me had good taste because Brooks remains the hottest guy I've ever seen. Biceps to die for and a perpetual frown I wish I could flip.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He's far too serious much older and exceptionally grumpy to ever be mine.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Until he kisses me under the mistletoe.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Where in the fine print does it say that being a little naughty can also be nice?</span></p><p></p>