Some might say I’d give the Grinch a run for his money. And they’d be right.
But this hot little number thinks she can soften me.
Not a chance. I won’t bend for anything or anyone.
My past made me this way and I’m good with it.
Then I start to feel love seeping in.
Maybe there’s a way to save myself.
Besides, she doesn’t want to ruin her reputation or risk her career.
Another man might not have dared her to.
But how can I resist those legs in high heels? Or her warm, welcoming heart?
Maybe something besides the snow is melting.