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knew. They all knew. One of the very reasons to become a reindeer was that you became one of the elite. Your sex life automatically became the best, with practically every elf in the village at your beck and call. Tanty was honest enough to admit it was a huge reason she’d always wanted to be a reindeer, one of the main reasons she’d trained from a young age to qualify, and it was certainly her favorite perk now that she was part of the team.
    She liked sex, even if she didn’t like it prolonged for ages. It would be strange if Bok didn’t want to fuck her.
    She stared at the parts of the sex machine. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. The whole reason she’d called him was because he’d appreciate the importance of the toy. Maybe he’d be okay watching? Or maybe she could loan him one of her other toys, and they could watch each other.
    Now that sounded kind of fun. She almost called him back to ask him what his favorite was. But he was probably already on his way, and she didn’t want to delay him.
    So she shrugged. Okay, maybe she’d fuck him. Or they’d work it out. It’d be worth it. He wasn’t her type, but he was cute enough, even if he was a bit on the portly side. He had lovely lime green hair and dark green eyes. Plus he had a wicked smile sometimes. She liked that.
    Decided, she stood and headed for the bathroom to freshen up.
    * * * *
    The door was ajar when Bok walked up Tanty’s porch. Even so, he stopped, staring at the dark slit that would lead into her domain. Into a reindeer’s domain. Okay, he’d been in Wod’s house. Rom’s once. Tik’s for a party. But this would be the first female reindeer whose house he’d visited. And they were alone. And he was here to assemble a sex toy.
    And he was going to pass out.
    Bracing himself, he took a deep breath and shut his eyes. “You can do this,” he muttered, hands in tight fists at his sides. “Just. Be. Calm.” Then the door swung wide open to reveal Tanty in a tiny little purple robe with a hem that barely brushed the tops of her thighs. The robe gaped in a deep V in the front that revealed the inner curves of both breasts and a sweet swath of flat belly. “Hi!” He was toast.
    Casually, she reached up to tuck abundant tangerine hair behind her ear as she toyed with her sash with the other hand. Gorgeous, dark blue almost-purple eyes blinked happily at him.
    “You are a saint for doing this.”
    Bok had never felt less saintly in his life. “Uh, yeah.” Giggling, she reached out to grab his arm and pull him inside. Instantly, he was surrounded by a warm, fruity smell, citrus with something sweeter, like strawberries. The air was moist, as though…
    “I just took a shower.”
    Of course. She’d just been naked and wet. But then…? He looked at her dry hair.
    “I had it up,” she said, reading his confusion as she led him through the front room toward the open door at the back.
    “Oh.”
    Her home was decorated in a cacophony of orange and green, like she was trying to mimic an orchard or a pumpkin patch. Most of the big furniture was covered in dark green upholstery with leaves embedded in the pattern, but the pillows and accents were all in orange. It took him precious moments to realize the walls were not white but light blue, like a summer sky. Hand still around his arm, she led him past a huge couch set in front of a television with accompanying entertainment gear. Santa’s Village didn’t have cable or satellite access to live television from the humans’ realm, but plenty of people had developed a fondness for DVDs. She drew him into a bedroom decorated in much lighter, warmer shades of the same colors that dominated the outer room. The carpet was cream to match the walls, the bedding and upholstery ranging from pale peach to vibrant orange, and the noncovered furniture was all light pine. Sunlight warmed the sheers that guarded her privacy.
    The box he’d given her earlier lay in front of a plush couch. It had been torn