Good Elf Gone Wrong: A Holiday Romantic Comedy

“I don’t understand.”

“The plan, Sugarplum,” I reminded her, “to break up a wedding that’s only a few days away? I figured it would make it more enticing to Kelly if she thought she and I were sneaking around behind your back.”

“Right,” Gracie said faintly.

“But this is fine too. You give a pretty good blow job for a virgin.”

I kissed her.

“I have to get back to work. I only had so much time allotted for a quick fuck.”

“You shouldn’t have wasted your time coming back here,” Talbot said. “We didn’t find anything in the last few gigabytes of data.”

“Fuck,” I swore. I rubbed a hand over the back of my neck.

“Then it’s on her laptop. What we need is on her laptop. And that means I am fucked.”

I let out a breath.

My phone beeped, not the one with the number I’d given Gracie, the other one I used to communicate with Kelly.

My grand plan had been to wrap up the EnerCheck Inc. account, blow up James’s wedding, and end the year on a high note.

Fuck me, right?

Kelly: I cannot believe her.

Kelly: Does she know???

Kelly: About us???

Hudson: She ambushed me.

Hudson: Don’t worry, you can suck my cock next time.

“Damn.” Jake read over my shoulder. “Both sisters, huh, man?”

Sleeping with Kelly had been the plan. The plan had been operating under the assumption my team was going to find the evidence I needed on the data from the desktop. I wouldn’t have needed to take Gracie’s virginity. Instead, I would have to sleep with Kelly and manufacture enough incriminating evidence to blow up her marriage.

Now?

With the way Gracie was acting today—territorial, like she actually was starting to believe I was her boyfriend—there was no way I could actually sleep with her sister.

Gracie would be heartbroken.

She cared about imaginary things too much—she named all her toys, she had that dollhouse. She couldn’t not get emotionally attached to something, even a fake boyfriend.

If I slept with Gracie’s sister before I got the data I needed, I was fucked.

New plan.

Somehow figure out a way to keep Gracie distracted enough that she lets me have unsecured access to her laptop.