The Wrong Mrs. Claus

Episode 5

ALEX.

My head ached and I groaned feeling the soft surface beneath me, it was so soft and so unlike my bed.

Wait.

My eyes fluttered open and the fancy ceiling was the first thing I saw and memories from last night flooded back in.

I had been underneath him as he rocked his hips against mine, driving me absolutely wild with the way he touched my body like he had known me my entire life. He explored every muscle, every freckle, every sensitive spot I had that drove me further and further into the abyss. He trailed his fingers along me like he was playing an intricate symphony, and I was his piano.

And wow, the way his lips felt against mine. No one has ever kissed me like that before, and my body was aching for more even though we'd been up until three am in the morning only collapsing into bed and falling asleep when we were both on the very edge of exhaustion.

But what bothered me was the fact that he was nowhere to be found, I couldn't find him and he had left without waiting for me to wake up.

I was almost certain that if he was still here and I climbed back into bed with him I’d immediately be back in that position. That handsome stranger who rocked my world hard last night would be happy to indulge me, and we’d spend the day finding new places in this hotel room to christen. That we’d stay far away from reality for as long as possible, lost in this magical world we’d created fifty floors above New York City.

But I couldn't be delusional again after what happened. This was just a one-night thing and I should get out of here before room service.

My clothes were on the couch and I didn't remember putting them there, I remembered throwing them on the floor but he was thoughtful enough to keep them on the couch.

I dressed up and tied my hair in a messy bun, I was exhausted and the dull ache between my thighs was a reminder of what had happened, not that I regret it.

I just wish it were different and was a bit disappointed.

I used the elevator to get down and found the receptionist, who looked at me as if trying to figure out how I got in.

"I came here last night, with a man in a gray suit. Tall, handsome with green eyes you can't miss" I described.

"Oh Mr Carter" She blushed and started making a phone call, I didn't know who Mr Carter was or if he was really the same person we were talking about because I don't know his name, but it turns out he was the same person, they were kind enough to give me back my bag and luggage.

I rushed out of the hotel as if my ass was on fire cause the more I spent time in there the more I thought about him.

This wasn't the time to be attached to anyone just because they are good in bed, I was stranded in New York back to where I was yesterday.

I checked my bag for my phone and found it alongside an envelope, I pulled it out and found a lot of money inside.

Would you look at that?

I was paid like a slut.

I started laughing, I didn't know if I should be happy or sad about it.

But I was relieved. I could use this to get to Connecticut. I have no choice but to go back home now.

So I checked for flights and left for the airport. I was able to get food with the money and calculated my expenses. I was grateful the stranger was generous because I had a lot to keep me going for a week. I still need a job though.

The airport was packed and I sat down waiting for my flight which was one pm later in the day. I found missed calls from Derek and blocked his number. I changed my mind and deleted the number and Vanessa's, I deleted all the photos of him too, and the ones we took together. Now looking back at it Vanessa was always in the background frowning.

She is such a stupid b***h letting him date me even though they were together.

My mind was suddenly occupied by the stranger's groans of pleasure last night, I felt my cheeks heat and clenched my thighs.

I really need to forget what happened. We are never going to see each other again.

"Good morning, Miss" Someone greeted and I lifted my gaze to find a middle-aged woman smiling down at me.

"Good morning," I nodded.

"You are so pretty, I was wondering if a beautiful lady like you was single" She said and I furrowed my brows in confusion.

Was it written on my forehead?

"What?"

"Are you single?" She persisted.

"Oh, yeah I am" I replied, forcing a smile and she grinned.

"Perfect! I'm Maggie Ferdinand" She introduced cheerily.

"I'm Alexandra Bennett" I offered.

"Great! That's a sweet name. I run a holiday service for Christmas and I was drawn to you, you have the perfect energy for 'Mrs Claus' and I think the position fits you" She explained.

I frowned because I had never been confused in all my life before.

"Mrs Claus, like Santa Claus?" I asked and she nodded.

What the hell?

"Something about you screams Christmas spirit and I would like you for the position this year" She said and I chuckled.

Something about me screams Christmas spirit indeed.

"I think you got the wrong person, I'm not big on holidays" I rejected politely.

"Oh don't worry my dear you will be, just take my card and think about it or you can also give me your contact and I will connect you to clients. The pay is decent plus you get to enjoy the holiday" She enunciated shoving a silver card in my hand.

Before I could protest she was gone and I was left alone, my mind reeling with what she just said. I really don't want to go back to Connecticut.

I stare at the card in my hand and read the instructions, so all I have to do is pretend to love Christmas?

The pay was over a hundred thousand.

Who pays such a ridiculous amount of money for stupid Christmas spirit?

"This must be a scam" I muttered and put the card inside my bag, my flight was announced and I stood up.

I'm done with New York and leaving all these crazy encounters behind or so I thought.