A Gerrard Family Christmas by Rebecca Connolly

Author:Rebecca Connolly [Connolly, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Phase Publishing LLC
Published: 2017-11-06T18:00:00+00:00

“Oh, what are you up to now, Kit Gerrard?”

Kit glanced down from his perch to see his wife staring up at him with a curious, but not disapproving look, one hand on her hip while the other held Cat, who grinned up at Kit with two fingers in her mouth.

He grinned back at his daughter and wife. “It should be fairly obvious, darling.” He waved the small bit of greenery at her. “I’m hanging mistletoe.”

Marianne tilted her head slightly, smiling. “I’d say there is enough green in this house as it is, and you’re adding more?”

He gave her a knowing look. “This is not just any greenery.”

Her cheeks flushed. “I know that.”

“I would think,” Kit continued pretending to muse on the idea, “that you would be highly in favor of this particular plant and the tradition surrounding it…”

“I am,” Marianne huffed, “but…”

“And you’re always telling me I could be more romantic,” he went on as he returned to the business of hanging the mistletoe from the doorway, perched as he was on a ladder. “I was only thinking of how I could bring a little more romance to my charming, beautiful, remarkable wife this holiday season.”

“Kit!” she laughed, hoisting Cat higher on her hip.

“There,” he said when the mistletoe was fastened. He looked at it fondly for a moment, then looked down at Marianne. “Should we see if it works?”

She laughed again, tossing her head back. “What, you think this might be a defective bunch?”

“I certainly hope not.” He came down the ladder quickly. “But if it is, there is more.”

“Oh, is there?” she asked as he came near her.

He nodded slowly, taking his time as he looked at her. “Lots more.”

Marianne caught his mood and gave him a sly smile. “How much more?”

“Plenty,” he murmured softly, brushing his nose against hers. Then he drew back and looked up.

“What?” Marianne followed his gaze. “What’s wrong?”

He took her shoulders and shifted her until she was directly underneath the little plant. “There. Now you are in position.”

“Oh.” She gave him a hint of a smile. “Now what?”

Kit smirked and traced a finger along her cheek. “Now we see how the mistletoe works.” He leaned down and brushed his lips over hers once, then again, cradling her cheek in his hand.

“Seems to work fairly well,” she murmured breathlessly.

He touched his brow to hers, then kissed her there as well. “Indeed.” He pulled back and smiled softly. “Though it probably works better when you don’t have a certain attachment about you.”

Marianne gasped and looked at Cat in shock. “Did you hear that, Catherine? Papa seems to think you are in the way!”

Cat giggled around the fingers still in her mouth and patted her free hand on Kit’s face. “Papa!”

“Yes, darling love?” he cooed, taking her from Marianne and holding her in the air. “What is it you wish of me?”

She only giggled in response and he drew her down for several noisy kisses. “Mistletoe got you, Cat! And got you again! And again!”

His daughter squealed with each and every kiss, and now both of her hands reached for his face.

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