On the eighth day of Christmas my true love was the only maid a milking.... Except Abby Martin is no milkmaid, even if I do find her hanging out with cows a lot. And she isn't my true love. Is she? She's mother of one of my students and should be off limits. But I can't seem to stay away from her. Even if we have to keep it a secret at first, our chemistry needs to be explored and under the mistletoe seems the perfect...