BPOV

Today is the day of the Christmas fair at the mall where I enter my personal hell and spend five hours in a stuffy Santa costume sitting boys and girls on my lap asking them what they want for Christmas. I drove to the mall and was greeted by my new manage Mr. Smith. I smiled and he led me to his office.

"So this year we have noticed that most people in the mall are teenage boys." He said. "So, we sweet you up in the teenage section and we will try a new appeal." He me my costume and showed me to the dressing room. I unraveled the outfit and gasped. It was an outfit for sluts. It was a small red dress with a fur hem. It was strapless and looked so small it probably couldn't fit Alice. It had white lines going down the middle and smack dab in the middle of my chest, a big white bow. Accompanied with it was a small red Santa hat- probably the only thing that could fit me and a pair of white lace boots. I tugged it on and it felt like I was stuck in between a sandwich. I looked in the mirror and was not very surprised to see my boobs were practically spilling out. My hat fit perfectly and the boots looked nice. With my long brown hair and pale skin and obvious rose cheeks, I actually looked good. I walked out and did a twirl for the manager.

"Perfect!" he said and lead me to me 'throne' where I would be greeting the boys- er men.

I just needed to make a call.

EPOV

My phone rang and I saw on the caller ID it was Bella. I smiled and picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Ohmigosh! Edward you need to get here ASAP. You know my Santa thing? Well you have to come see what the boss did! You may love it or pummel his guts but I would prefer both. Come to the west wing of the mall at the entrance of the Starbucks. It was still early- 7:30 a.m. so not many people were up yet. I scribbled a note to Carlisle and Esme explaining I went to the mall and went 120 mph (I like speed!) and got to the west wing in under ten minutes. I sped inside and saw Bella's face poking out of a dressing room. Her face was about 70 shades of red.

"Bella!" I shouted. She saw me and pulled me into the booth. Heck, I would love to be in a dressing booth all alone with Bella. I saw what she was wearing and my mouth dropped down as far as possible. My eyes bugged out and I frowned. Bella was wearing a Santa suit that was more the size of a towel and extremely tight. Correction, I would love to be in a dressing booth all alone with Bella in a sexy Santa costume. She smiled when she saw my reaction. I realized that something was happening at my erm- lower region and looked down. Of course, my pants seemed to have gotten tighter. Bella saw this and smiled.

"I figured the whole mall will have that reaction." She said. She twirled around and accidentally tripped. She fell, tumbling into me. Well, lets just say I saw a view that made my pants even tighter. I moaned and she blushed.

"Sorry! I better get going since I have to make my appearance" she said gesturing to her body again. I tried to restrain my member. Down boy! Wait, my Bella was prancing around the mall in a little Santa suit for all of the Forks Male population to see! I will pummel her manager!!! She kissed me on the cheek, smiled and retreated to her throne. I got out and followed her. She definitely caught the attention of all the gentleman in the mall. A heard of males followed her. I stood to the side, trying hard to figure out away to endure these hormonal teenagers. A teenager, about 15 came and sat down on her lap.

"What would you like for Christmas?" she asked, uncomfortable. He started dry humping her leg and she squirmed.

"You" he purred. THAT WAS ENOUGH! NO ONE DOES THAT TO MY BELLA!!!! I was about to lunge for the guy when Bella pushed her off and went to the next one. After about sixty of these, I stood in line. It finally came to my turn and Bella looked surprised to see me.

"What would you like for Christmas?" she asked.

"A kiss" I leaned in and kissed her on the lips, softly and then with more aggression. We heard a clearing of throats to see a bunch of hormonally pissed off boys glaring at me. I smiled and jumped off her lap, waved and disappeared.