Welcome to my Naughty and Nice vignettes, Day 9. Did you know that Santa Daddy’s little girl loves to read? It’s (almost!) her favourite thing to do. And getting his elvish little to put it down once she’s picked it up is very difficult. A book, I mean… I think.
Santa Daddy’s little girl took no notice of her surroundings. The lights twinkled all different colours and reflected beautiful patterns across the walls, but she didn’t give them a second glance. Or a first one, for that matter. There were chocolates in a bowl on a table at her elbow, but they had no tempting effect whatsoever, which was most unusual. She only had a vague sense that Santa Daddy was in the room; a shadow in her peripheral vision paced up and down.
“Is it a good book?”
At last. The disgruntled tone told her all she needed to know. Curled up in the chair beneath the reading lamp, with Daddy Santa’s other early Christmas present to snuggle into — a ludicrously soft pink toy dog with a ridiculously funny large sniffy-looking nose — she continued to read the detective book that he had bought her. What more did she need but a dark-eyed Belgian detective, getting her all excited when he said ‘n’est-ce pas’ and ‘je suis désolé’? And she did enjoy figuring out whodunnit, too. She stifled a grin. It really did seem to be getting Santa Daddy in a bit of tizzy that the book was devouring all her attention.
She had expected this would happen. And she had a contingency plan.
Glancing up, just a little, and seeing the frown on his face, she withdrew an envelope from the back of the book. Stopping Santa Daddy’s pacing in its tracks and turning the frown into a bemused, wide-eyed stare as she offered the lip-shaped envelope to him, she smiled up at her love with an elvish beam. “You know I can’t resist finding out who it was who did it. Here, I have a little gift for you, too. You can open it now, Daddy, Sir. Please open it now, my sexy Santa.”
With a perky little smile, she watched through her eyelashes as Santa Daddy unfastened the envelope to pull out a piece of red paper. She knew exactly what it said: “Thank you for my present, Santa Daddy. Now — make me put it down. No hands allowed.”
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