Santa Is A Sl*t (Holiday Hoemies #2)

Chapter 3

Chapter Three

KANE

This is my second season working at SantaScape and it’s shaping up to be even better than the last.

There aren’t many employees at SantaScape that work year-round. Most of us are seasonal and use it as a chance to earn some extra cash for the holidays. I work as a content developer for startup companies and the last quarter is usually pretty slow.

So last year, Eve put in a good word for me with her boss and I spent six weeks of the holiday season helping out wherever they needed. Sometimes I work as security because for some reason, the happiest time of the year is also when some people turn into the biggest assholes. Other times I fill in as Santa or even a snow monster.

No matter what, I find a way to enjoy what I do.

Eve worked full-time for Mr. Bates for two years before he retired. Now, he’s enjoying life outside these walls which he’s earned.

However, the transition of his nephew hasn’t been easy on everyone.

For me, it’s been fine. I come to work and do whatever job I’m supposed to for the day.

It helps that most of the time, I share the same schedule as Eve. Getting to share a ride home with my partner at the end of a shift is pretty awesome. Among the other things we share.

For instance, the elf I’m currently waiting for in the shadows like a weirdo.

Meeting Noel last year was awesome. She was up for a good time and we had no problem showing her one.

She typically works as a bartender or server because says a career is more terrifying to commit to than a relationship.

Since last holiday season, we’ve seen her a number of times. The occasional dinner and hookup. She’s even included Eve in her girl's nights with her best friend. But nothing too serious.

Eve and I pride ourselves on how smooth and fluid our relationship works. Most of the time, we prefer to invite new people in our bed together by finding someone at the private club we hold a membership for.

We got really lucky when we met Noel. It’s not often we find someone outside of the club, in fact, it’s only happened twice. Her and Nico.

Over the years we’ve found playmates that go into our trusted list. Those very few individuals are safe people that neither of us has ever felt would dishonor our relationship.

If our love for each other eventually grows into something more with another or two, we’re willing to figure it out. But I know that I’ll always have her and she will always have me.

Recently, our boss joined that list.

Most of the office still calls him Nicholas but I guess sucking his dick and letting him fuck my ass earned me the privilege to use his nickname.

He’s not so bad but I can empathize with how challenging taking over a new company must be.

Not everyone is willing to cut him a break.

From my spot in the hallway, I can hear Noel’s parting quip before she slams his door closed.

“Slut shaming seems beneath you, Noel,” I say as I catch her stomping her way through the hallway.

She startles before seeing it’s me and then she snorts. “Since when?”

I expect her attitude. Noel isn’t exactly known for being chill and reasonable around here. She’s energetic and fun and sweet as candy when she’s in character. But I’ve seen her put someone in their place for trying to cut the line or scolding someone for unwanted advances on an employee.

“Since we both know just how much you like to be called a dirty little slut while being double-teamed.” I wiggle my brows at her.

Noel scoffs. “Yeah, well, that’s different.”

“Is it different because you hate Nico? Or because you’re pretending like you can’t stand him when you really want to hate-fuck him?” I ask with a cocky tone.

I’m not an idiot. I can see their attraction to one another.

When Mr. Bates held our annual staff meeting last month and announced that his nephew would be taking over for him, I was sitting in the back with her talking about how hot he was.

Then he opened his mouth and the first thing he did was announce a change in our uniform design.

The new material is cheaper judging by how uncomfortable it is, so that didn’t do him any favors. Especially those of us who have worn the higher quality costumes. If I had to guess, it was probably a cost cutting measure.

Just like all of his changes since.

“I do not want to hate-fuck him,” she denies.

She’s adorable when she’s trying to throw a tantrum.

Rolling my eyes, I say, “Okay, just regular fuck him then.”

I know I’m right. She knows I’m right.

Yet only one of us isn’t living in delusion.

And it’s not the one with killer tits and a tight ass.

“Whatever. I should tell the whole office that Nicholas is canceling our Christmas party so he can spend that extra time fucking his secretary and her boyfriend.”

I don’t miss the way she says his name like she might vomit but I’m more focused on the end of her statement.

Grabbing Noel by the shoulders, I stop her and look at her face-to-face.

“First, you know that Eve and I prefer the term partners due to our lifestyle choices,” I say with a raised brow, pleased when she looks chastised. “Second, you would never tell anyone something like that because he’s not doing anything different than what you’ve done before yourself.”

Noel isn’t deterred by me throwing our history into the conversation. “I’m not the one trying to ruin this Christmas season, though, am I?”

“Noel, it’s just a fucking party. We can all go get drunk at the bar across the street that night instead. I’ll even buy your drinks all night long as if it’s an open bar. And then after, maybe we can have a repeat of that thing we did after last year’s party.”

I’m trying my best to boost the mood and my offer is genuine.

Her interest does seem to peak, but then her shoulders drop. “It’s not the fucking same, Kane.”

I know it’s not. While Noel usually only acts serious when she absolutely has to, I can see that all the changes Nico is making are getting under her skin.

She loves this place so I understand not wanting it to be any different than what she’s used to but honestly, it seems like she’s taking everything personally.

Trying again to dissipate some of her frustration, I pull her in for a hug. “Listen, I know it’s not exactly what you’re used to. We can still make the most of it. Without you spilling the details on our boss’s sex life.”

She steps out of my hold and crosses her arms over her chest, “Why not?”

I can’t help but look down at the way her movement lifts her perfect tits before moving my eyes back up to her face and I can tell she’s no longer serious about the idea. “Because even if it could be chalked up to office gossip, it’s never a good idea to spread sex rumors. Unless they’re about us.”

I say that last line with a wink and watch as her shoulders deflate with defeat.

She sighs, “You know. I probably wouldn’t have said anything anyway.”

“I know you wouldn’t have, Noel.” I might be acting like I’m talking her off the ledge here but I don’t believe she’d ever publicly humiliate someone for their sexual exploits.

She would never want to hurt Eve. I don’t think she wants to hurt me either but it’s rarely the men who get the worst of the backlash.

Noel spent one of our date nights telling us all about her best friend who openly has multiple boyfriends. They’ve faced some serious prejudice over what I consider to be a beautiful relationship between all consenting adults.

“Besides,” I add, “you know you’d rather join us.”

She looks at me as if I’ve said something insane. “Absolutely not.”

“Why not?” I ask. The sexual tension between the two of them will eventually explode and I have a feeling it’ll happen sooner than later.

“Because it’s not the same as hooking up with you and Eve. I don’t…dislike the two of you.” She says with a roguish smile.

“That’s because you got to know us. Maybe you should try getting to know the boss, too,” I tease her. I have a feeling if she spends some time with Nico, she won’t hate him as much as she’s pretending she does.

And maybe, that could lead to fun for all of us.