Dreaming of a HOT Christmas - Part 1

Some fantasies can come to life...

I wrapped my hands around the warm mug, the scent of cinnamon and mulled wine floating upwards, and watched the snow falling outside. There was already a thick blanket of white covering the outside world, although the snow had eased up into a steady stream of delicate flakes. I took a sip of mulled wine and let it warm me from the inside out.

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