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to walk away. Not when she knew it was Greg who’d be stripping down to his more-than-revealing red underwear. Plus, she needed something to take her mind off of Blake and whatever the hell had happened between them for him to kiss her and run.
    She kissed him. He kissed her. Then he “had to work from his other office” for two days.
    Bastard Blake and his fucking mixed signals.
    No, no, no, not Blake. Greg. She came here to focus on Greg with those abs, and that ass...
    Yes, she was going to have so much fun teasing him the next time he came into the office. Because with Greg she knew exactly where she stood.
    “Oh my God, Kimmie, I can’t believe you set all this up for me!” Sarah tackle-hugged her from behind, squeezing her so much, air refused to enter her lungs. Her Amazonian friend was far too touchy-feely for a woman of her height and size. She could practically swallow someone up in her arms, especially Kim given how tiny she was.
    “Can’t. Breathe.”
    “Shit, sorry.” Sarah stepped back, but somehow still managed to keep bouncing. “I’m freaking out about this. Best Christmas party ever!”
    “All of your parties are the best. You didn’t need a Naughty Nick for that, sweetie.”
    Despite her book smarts, Sarah was more than a little paranoid when it came to her ability to handle social situations. She’d been taken advantage of more than a few times in university, though that hadn’t dampened her natural enthusiasm for life. She loved making people happy, and in turn, Kim loved seeing her happy. If only Sarah had a guy who would treat her right and not break her heart.
    Maybe she should introduce her to Clark...
    “Oh no, this one will be talked about for ages . I have the rum punch flowing and the rum cake cut and served.” Sarah’s ponytail swished behind her head as though it had come to life. “And after our naked Santa goes, I have It’s a Wonderful Life ready to go. It will be perfect!”
    God, they’d be drunk, horny and bawling all at once. “I can’t wait.”
    “When’s he going to get here?” Sarah spun in a circle, looking more than a little like a dog trying to locate her tail. Yeah , tomorrow I’m finding out if Clark is single or not.
    “He’s late, right? He should have been here twenty minutes ago.”
    Frowning, Kim checked her watch again. “Actually, he is.” Greg was one of the first men she’d hired for this gig three years ago, one of the few who returned year after year. He was super anal about being punctual, almost as much as he was about his appearance. For him to be late meant there was a problem. “I’m going to give him a call—”
    The doorbell rang, dragging a squeal from Sarah who raced to the door to peek through the window. “That’s him!” She hugged Kim once again. “Can you let him in while I get everyone into the living room super quick? I want to make sure they are all in good spots for the show.”
    Sarah was getting more hyper as time went on. Maybe her and Clark wouldn’t be such a good idea after all. “Sure, sweetie.”
    Her friend bounded off to herd their friends into the other room, leaving Kim to answer the door. She waited long enough for Greg to ring a second time, and for Sarah to give her the thumbs up.
    Show time.
    Opening the door revealed Greg standing there wearing a very un-jolly expression on his face, his Santa hat crushed in his hand. “My boyfriend is an asshole.”
    “Of course he is.” Kim leaned up and gave him a hug. “He fucked with your schedule, didn’t he? Unexpected sex again?”
    Greg’s cheeks took on a warm glow. “I wish. He took our car without seeing if I needed it. And then I couldn’t get a cab that would get me here in time. It was like every taxi in the city had to be anywhere but available to come get me. I was almost to the point where I was considering the subway and walking.”
    Kim stepped back from the door to let him in. “How did you get here then?”
    It was then she saw