Addicted to Santino

Santino Morelli is Tall. Dark. And oh so dirty . . . GINA When 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! SANTINO Gina “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 le