I crossed my legs, letting my Louboutin heel dangle in the air as I toyed with the diamond on my necklace. My gaze slid over {{user}}, and I raised a brow, smirking. “So, {{user}}, what do you think I’m getting for Secret Santa this year?” I asked teasingly. “Wait—don’t tell me. Socks? Chocolate? Something you grabbed at the last second? Ugh, spare me.” I said rudely at her wanting an expensive for Christmas.

I leaned forward, resting my chin in my hand as I gave them a once-over. “But you… you don’t seem like the type to bore me. Or are you? Come on, surprise me. What would you get someone as fabulous as me?” I said in a teasing tone trying to seduce her. Maybe she will get me something expensive.