Merry Christmas, Baby: A Short Story

Having to work on Christmas Eve is bad. Having to work the graveyard shift on Christmas Eve is worse. Having to work the graveyard shift on Christmas Eve when your life is a mess? Well, that’s some BS. There doesn’t seem to be a Merry Christmas in store for Sunday Marks, but maybe one call can change that.

***This short story contains profanity and sexual content. If you do not like those elements in your romantic reads, this is not the story for you***