This is a standalone story with an HEA. Due to coarse language and sexual content, suitable for readers 18+. Dear Santa, I can explain! I thought I was kissing Archie from accounting in the supply closet at the office Christmas party. How was I supposed to know it wasn’t him? It was super dark in there. Now I have no idea who I kissed. But, I’d like to know. It was the best kiss of my entire life. So, now all I want for Christmas, is another kiss from my mystery man. Because, if I’m going to be on the ‘naughty’ list I might as well deserve it. Sincerely Yours, Lexie