Addicted to Santino
Addicted to Santino Santino Morelli is Tall. Dark. And oh so dirty . . . GINAWhen we first met, Santino called me “crazy, with a stick wedged between my . . .” Yes, he went there. He had the nerve to sound delectable while speaking in Italian.Santino’s captivating eyes filled with surprise when he learned I’m bilingual, as I chewed him out.Let me clarify, I placed the Italian and his muscles in a box labeled “for stress relief only.” Maybe Santino’s ability to worship and show affection lessened my convictions.I learned my lesson though, a couple of weeks before Christmas.Goodbye, Dirty Santino!SANTINOGina “The Grinch” Galloway shattered my heart. Full disclosure: I took a few stripper gigs, but I only had eyes for her. I’m a blue-collar, pipe laying—literally, ladies, I’m a pipe layer, and I’m good at it. I needed to buy an engagement ring for the woman I admired as strong-willed, not Ms. Scrooge. Forget a second chance romance. Once I return the smile to Gina’s gorgeous face, she’ll learn you don’t give up on love. I just have to tell my heart that this is all revenge, baby. This time, I’ll be the one to say goodbye, my curvy Ms. Grinch!