"Merry Christmas SAN FRANCISCO!!" the radio Dj yelled, static from the radio waking me from my slumber.

"Alexa? Turn off radio" I grumbled, rubbing my neck to massage out the kink. My heart stopped as I remembered the event from last night and I dashed down the stairs to observed the empty living room.

Maybe he would still be here?

I couldn't help but frown as I saw the quiet picture of loneliness. The cookies were still there along with my list?

Maybe it was all a dream?

I crawled to the space beneath my tree and see a small little note, hidden behind the branches.

"To: Wynter

Your cookies sucked"

From:Santa"

I chuckled and closed the note, looking out the window of the room.

Maybe it wasn't a dream?

I ran back upstairs and dashed for my phone in the back drawer. "Siri! Call Lorie and put her on speaker phone" I demanded.

"YAYAYAY" a shrill voice belted.

"Lorie! Hello? Hello!"

"Whats up Wynter! Merry Christmas!!" She yelled through the yells of others. A crowd of people sounded behind her as she laughed to the merry company of her family. "I'm at the town parade!what's up!"

"I saw.. Santa! I mean I think I saw santa? There is a necklace he left me? Did you hire someone one?"

"What? Yea Santa is cool! Wynter I can't really hear you? Did you say you saw Santa!?"

"Yes Lorie! Yes!" I yelled urgently.

"Look Wynter! I can't here you! Text me! I gotta go" she yelled and hung up. I quickly dropped my phone and went to the bathroom to splash water on my face.

No..Surely I must be dreaming!
Yes!
It was a dream.

But his lips...they felt so real...
And the bright green hue of his eyes...it captivated you into a helpless stupor...almost like magic.

"Lorie...get it together! You are fantasizing about Santa! a old and ancient fat man! It was a dream! A fallacy" I whispered to myself. I went to brush my teeth and make breakfast. I needed to take my mind of that nightmare!

——
Nicholas

"Your late!" my father snapped as I came into the warehouse. It transformed into a wonderland of goods and toys.

"I had to make a detour" I lied.

"You cut it too close Nick! Christmas was almost ruined"

"Look dad..last time I checked, I was the new Santa? Not you" I rolled my eyes and went to find my normal clothing. He followed behind me, up until I reached my quarters. He checked off the list, making sure I hit each house.. "You gave a girl some lump of coal named Becky?"

"Yea she cheated on me earlier this year so I trashed her car" I smiled pridefully and turned into another hallway.

"Nick how many times have I told you not to mess with the humans! You can't continue to—"

"Blah blah blah dad. I know. Yet I still do it" I shrugged, pulling off my red coat and hat. I observed our palace as the servants and helpers ran to prepare for the Christmas feast tonight.

"Hopeless! Vanessa! Your son is back." he called out and left me alone to rest.

"Ahhh my little Nick" my mom comes in and kisses me. She hugged me and bent to observe my body. No scratches or marks? Did the reindeer fly okay?

"Mom I'm fine" I smiled and pushed her off as she kissed my cheeks.

"Look I'm tired. I just want a warm bath and a longggg nap." I admitted.

"Okay. I will send the servants to prepare your quarters." she smiled and left my room to alert the people.

"Thanks mom." I sighed, unbuckling my pants to strip to my boxers. All I could think about was my warm bed, hot coca and......her.

The way she looked at me...and those brown eyes. She was beautiful but untouchable... I would never see her again and new it best if I didn't.

"Nicholas" a sevrant smiled and passed me my robes. I threw them to the bed and went to relax in the warm tub they had just finished preparing.

I turned on the TV and scoffed as I saw all the Christmas cheer.

Humans were pathetic.

It only took one day in the year for them to act like they cared about each other and then forget.

They were all the same, selfish conceited and ungrateful. Everyone of them deserved coal, even the children, but of course my father had to advise me otherwise.

"Nicholas, your hot chocolate is ready"

"Good" I smiled impatiently as they placed it by my bedside. I take out a soft sock from the wardrobe and pull out a bottle of hard scotch to pour it in.

"Other news, Wynter Rider has been named Forbes number one CEO being 30 under 30. At the early of just 20, she has surpassed the biggest names CEO like zuckerburg, musk and Bezo" the reporter announced. I rolled my eyes as I saw her picture plastered onto the screen.

She was a beautiful girl no doubt, but her heart was black as coal.

No man would ever soften it. Well, no human for that matter.

"Santa Clause!!" My younger brother rushes in and pulled my neck back, "Ughh!!! I thought you'd never come back! It was so boring" He frowned snatching the scotch away from my palm.

"Hey!" I leaned to snatch it back, but he was too quick. I rolled my eyes as he drank the last of the bottle and threw it into my lap. Lewis was identical to me. Curly hair, broad shoulders, a face that could do no wrong; only difference was that he was 2 years younger.

"Who's the babe?" He asked, lifting an eyebrow to image on the tv.

"No one.. nothing"  I grumbled, quickly changing the channel. He squinted suspiciously and shrugged. "So how was it? Your first time as St Nick?"

"It was...okay. No one saw me. I gave the gifts and checked the lists twice blah blah" I groaned and leaned back to relax.

"No action? That's it? he frowned.

"Well only one person saw me..."

"Who? Was it a hot mom."

"No...it was her." I admitted as I flipped back to the news channel.

"Tell me you slept with her! Please" he groaned, already anticipating my answer.

"No..we kissed but that was it. She put out cookies and milk by her tree and you know the rule. Anyone over the age of 18 who puts cookies and milk, I have to pay them a visit"

"Hmmm.." he smiled and nodded, "why do you think she put it there? You think she purposely lured you in?"

"No... she didn't even believe I was santa. Someone must have told her to do it as some coping mechanism or something" I shrugged not trying to think to much into it.

"Well...She probably thought it was dream. Good thing you wiped out her memory from that night right?" he shrugged, taking a sip of my coca. He noticed my silence and clapped his hands together.

"If mom and dad finds out! You'll be screwed" he smiled and turned to leave.

"They wont find out unless someone tells them" I grabbed his stomach and pulled his neck in, pretending to choke him.

"I won't! I won't!" he sighed, tapping my chest for mercy.

He chuckled as he regained his breaths and stood from the ground. "You don't even like humans? So nothing will happen" he slapped my cheeks and stood to leave. "Come on! Mom is cooking a feast for Christmas. Let's help her"

"Yea.. good thing" I frowned looking back at the screen before following after him.

Author note:

Thanks for all the feedback! As you know by now! I'm continuing this book!
See you in the next chap!!