Christmas Bubble

A Christmas snowstorm. Two opposites that most definitely attract. Only one bed.

When the man of your absolute dreams slams their mouth into yours, there is only one course of action. Yours truly–that’s me–has broken it down into four easy steps for your convenience. You’re welcome. Step one: make sure he really is attached to you. Lips to lips. You’re a clam. Do not let go. Step two: climb him like a tree. Step three: thank your past self for all the squats that gave you those thunder thighs. Step four: enjoy every second of that kiss before said (maybe-not-so-straight) man...

A Christmas snowstorm. Two opposites that most definitely attract. Only one bed.

When the man of your absolute dreams slams their mouth into yours, there is only one course of action. Yours truly–that’s me–has broken it down into four easy steps for your convenience. You’re welcome. Step one: make sure he really is attached to you. Lips to lips. You’re a clam. Do not let go. Step two: climb him like a tree. Step three: thank your past self for all the squats that gave you those thunder thighs. Step four: enjoy every second of that kiss before said (maybe-not-so-straight) man realizes what he’s doing and has a freakout.

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