I'll be home for Christmas—and I want you to come with me.
You’re the only rein-dear for me.
My love for you is like a fruitcake during the holidays - nutty, spicy and unavoidable, no matter how hard you try.
Hi, Santa said you wished for me. Good choice.
Can you hold my gloves for a second? I usually warm them by the fireplace, but you are way hotter.
Can I take a picture of you, so I can show Santa exactly what I want for Christmas?
Black ice isn't the only thing I'm falling for.