Part 2

They didn't try to put us in separate rooms. It was obvious to them that, from the moment we stopped hiding our relationship from friends and co-workers, we would share hotel rooms and beds, if we're talking details. Santa was shy at first, but I didn't care. I wasn't planning to spend three nights alone in bed, with Santa behind walls in a separate hotel room. We belonged together.

"I prepared a surprise for you," Santa whispered.

"What? I have a surprise for you too," I said, a little shocked. We really were so similar.

"You're joking," he responded.

"No, I'm not. I just hope we didn't plan it for the same time," I said.

"Oh fuck, I can't change my plan," he said worriedly.

"I can change mine if we picked the same time," I said calmly.