It’s that time of the year again, and people are waiting for Santa to come by with their presents. Hazel is living a humbrum life in her small hometown, doing nothing in particular when a certain Santa Claus asks her if she wants to sit on his lap. Brown eyes, chocolate hair and abs carved like stone, Nick is nothing like the traditional Santa you know, yet he still straps on the beard and red suit. In town just for the season, Hazel slowly discovers there’s more to Nick Saint that what meets the eye. Peeling back one layer at a time, she uncovers what truly lies beneath the red suit of his and finds herself shocked at the result.
As the saying goes…Santa smirks because he knows where all the naughty girls live…