Dear Santa: Please leave this man naked (oh and alive) with only a red bow tie around his neck underneath my Christmas tree. And please make sure you do it while Tim’s taking a nap or in the bathroom. Better yet, maybe you can just take me and Justin Hartley to another dimension where we won’t be disturbed for a hundred years. After we shag about a million times, you can return me to my beloved Tim like only five minutes had gone by, so I could tell him I just went for a walk. Thanks.

Love, Bam

P.S. I’m so going to marry him after he divorces that chick from Passions.

P.P.S. How can anybody not love this man when he looks like this AND looks even better in tights?

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