Mistleto and Mr. Right by Sarah Morgenthaler

Author:Sarah Morgenthaler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2020-07-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Lana had gotten out of bed when a light knock came to her door. She wasn’t expecting anyone, and honestly, those who would have come to see her would have texted or called first.

Except maybe Zoey. Zoey had free rein on intruding unexpectedly anytime she wanted. As Lana’s best friend, she’d earned that right.

But it wasn’t Zoey—it was Rick. And she was not anywhere close to her normal state of affairs for him to be seeing her.

“Rick?” Lana called through the door. “What are you doing here?”

“I brought you a surprise. I know it’s early, but I wanted to catch you before you got tied up working today.”

She peered through the eye hole but could only see Rick standing there, not whatever he had in his arms. That was squashed to the side, deliberately held out of sight. “No peeking, gorgeous,” he added.

Glancing at her reflection in the entry mirror, Lana cringed. Why hadn’t he shown up thirty minutes later, when she’d at least put herself into some semblance of respectability? Her hesitation must have given him the wrong impression of his welcome, because he coughed, sounding uncomfortable.

“I can leave this outside the door if you’re busy. Sorry, I didn’t think.”

Pulling open the door, Lana decided it was better for him to see her at less than her best than to think she was doing the kind of entertaining he wouldn’t be invited for.

“It sounds like you’re insinuating that I’m hosting another date the morning after spending an evening with you. I’m tempted to take offense.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

Opening the door all the way, Lana stepped aside, allowing him to carry his offering inside. And what an offering it was. Rick was carrying a fake tree so real she could almost smell the pine needles. A beautiful blue spruce with the limbs lightly touched with the most realistic snow she’d ever seen.

“Rick, it’s perfect.”

“I checked, and it’s recyclable. Nothing died in the preparation of this holiday celebration.”

“I’m a mess.” Lana touched a hand to her headscarf self-consciously. “You’re welcome to wait while I tidy up. I could call down for some breakfast.”

She started to turn, but Rick caught her hand, not an easy task when his arm was still full of counterfeit Christmas tree.

“You’re perfect.” This time when he cleared his throat, his eyes dropped to their entwined fingers. “Don’t change. I can leave. I just wanted you to have this.”

He set it down, then helped her set it up in the corner near the window and her thinking chair. Then he left to get something out of his car. Rick returned with two large shopping bags in his arms.

“Ornaments are kind of a personal thing.” He handed her one of the bags. “But it seemed wrong to give you a tree with nothing to put on it. If you don’t like these, the resort probably has more. I can get Quinn’s number from Diego. She probably knows.”

“These are lovely.” When Rick started for the door, she added

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