I take quick, shallow breaths as I rest my hands on the cold desk. Then I wait for Santa. Gosh, why am I being so easy right now? I've always been so independent. Why am I letting him take control of my actions like this?
I take quick, shallow breaths as I rest my hands on the cold desk. Then I wait for Santa. Gosh, why am I being so easy right now? I've always been so independent. Why am I letting him take control of my actions like this?