Clarice POV
The entire drive back to the Inn, everything Nick had told me kept replaying in my mind. A small part of me was freaking out, but the bigger part was excited to know that Santa Claus was real. Not only was he real, but Nick was his son. I can't believe this is really happening. I can't believe that Nick thinks I'm his one. As soon as we pull into the Inn, I notice Chrissy pacing outside. What's more is her normally smiling face looks like she sucked on a lemon.
"What do you think that is about?" "I have no idea, but we are about to find out," he says. I go to reach for the handle of my door when Nick practically growls. "Don't you dare. I'll open your door and help you out." I roll my eyes, but I can't wipe the smile off my face. He rounds the truck and helps me down. He sho
