Cruise Ship Christmas: A Holiday Short by M.F. Lorson

Author:M.F. Lorson [Lorson, M.F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

I awoke to Kathy banging on my cabin door with urgency.

“Open up,” she hollered from the other side. “We’ve already missed pancakes with Santa.”

I pulled open the door and yawned a mile wide. “Is that supposed to make me feel better or worse about sleeping in?”

Kathy made a bah humbug face before pushing past me to enter the room. “You could have ignored the Santa bit and just enjoyed the pancakes, you know. And my company,” she added with a little edge.

My stomach growled. “I regret missing breakfast,” I agreed reluctantly.

“That’s alright,” said Kathy, the smile returning to her face as she took a seat at the foot of my bed. “We can order room service. It will give us a chance to go over the day’s itinerary and decide on our activities!” I had never met anyone who liked pre-planned activities as much as Kathy. She would have made the perfect addition to the Wonder Crew if she didn’t have a job and a life to go back to.

She pulled the cruise itinerary off my nightstand and scanned the day’s events. “We already did the massage. Obviously Bingo is out, although,” she said with a grin, “Baker is hosting that one today.”

I shook my head, no. Even with a stone-cold hottie for a caller, Bingo was not an option.

“Gingerbread house decorating contest?” she asked.

I shrugged. “Who's hosting that one?”

Kathy quickly read through the blurb that accompanied the event on today’s timeline. “Cecile,” she answered. “I think she’s the one with the long brown hair.”

I laughed, “Also known as Baker’s ex.”

“Yikes,” said Kathy. “Guess we’re skipping that one.”

“Actually,” I said, a wicked smile spreading across my face. “I wouldn’t mind the opportunity to talk to her.”

Kathy looked at me like I had just sprouted an extra limb. “There’s a whole story there. I’ll catch you up when breakfast arrives. For now, reserve us a spot in that decorating contest. I’m ready to make little old ladies feel insecure about their cookie skills.”

“Alright then!”

An hour and a poor man’s version of Belgian waffles later, Kathy and I took our spot behind table number two of the decorating contest. She scanned the other tables to evaluate our competition.

“I thought you said it would be little old ladies,” she whispered. “These people look like current Cupcake Wars contestants.”

I shrugged my shoulders. “What do I know?”

“Hopefully, how to decorate,” she said, looking nervously at the various utensils laid out in front of us.

We were in the banquet room, directly across from Bingo as my bad luck would have it. Baker gave a little wave from his spot at the front of the room. He was dressed in a Santa hat with no shirt and red suspenders. How anyone was going to keep track of the numbers on their bingo card, I did not know.

“You could actually be on that side of the room talking to him and not just staring from afar.” Came a voice I recognized from last night. I turned around to face Cecile.

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