Coming Home for Christmas by Ferrarella Marie

Author:Ferrarella, Marie [Ferrarella, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: HarlequinUKLtd
Published: 2015-11-10T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“You do realize that I don’t know where anything is?” Keith asked her the next moment.

He glanced at the tree lying on the floor, still tightly bound up like the hostage of Christmas Past. He’d made his peace with decorating it—he was here, Kenzie was here, the tree was here, and he had some time to kill, so what would it ultimately hurt? But the practical problem that now confronted him and this relentless Christmas elf beside him was the unknown location of these decorations.

“And by ‘anything’ you mean...?” Kenzie let her voice trail off, waiting for him to elaborate.

“I mean the tree stand, the ornaments and whatever else that thing—” he waved a hand at the tree on the floor behind him “—requires.”

He had to admit that he expected Kenzie to throw in the towel when faced with this news. He didn’t expect her to flash that dazzling grin of hers and then shoot down his eleventh-hour glimmer of hope. “That’s okay. I do.”

Of course you do, he commented silently. Out loud he voiced his natural skepticism. If he didn’t know where the decorations were kept, why would she? “How would you know?”

Her mesmerizing grin turned into a patient smile. “I took inventory, remember?” Then, before he could question anything further, she volunteered the ornaments’ location. “The decorations are in your pull-down attic. As for the tree stand, that’s in the corner in the garage behind the black plastic box of wires and extension cords,” she informed him cheerfully.

He knew he’d agreed to do this with her, but he wouldn’t have forgiven himself if he hadn’t given this one last try. “Look, if the decorations are all tucked away, why don’t we just leave them there?”

Kenzie didn’t even blink—or accuse him of reneging. “Because then the tree’ll stay naked. Since we bought the tree—”

“And whose idea was that?” Keith reminded her pointedly.

Kenzie blissfully continued making her argument, pretending to take no notice that he had interjected anything. “It might as well be decorated,” she stubbornly concluded.

The last time he’d been in that attic, Amy had been filling out applications to different colleges. The memory brought a bitter pang to his heart.

“And you expect me to climb up into the attic and get the decorations,” Keith assumed.

“Expect?” she echoed and then shook her head. “No. I don’t put demands on people,” Kenzie told him just before she left the room.

Now what? Was this a show of temper? “Where are you going?” he called after Kenzie.

Rather than returning, Kenzie just raised her voice so he could hear her answer. “Well, since I haven’t figured out how to make decorations come when I call them, I guess I’m going into the attic to get them.”

The next second, he heard the door leading into the garage open and then close again. Kenzie had left the house.

“Darned woman,” Keith muttered under his breath, hurrying after her.

He walked into the garage just in time to see Kenzie lowering the folded ladder that led up into the attic.

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