Making Merry (A Firsts and ForeverCastaways Series Holiday Collection) by Alexa Land

Author:Alexa Land [Land, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-05T18:30:00+00:00

Zan: Chapter Two

Beck was a man of his word, and fifteen minutes later, I heard him call my name from the entryway. I shouted, “In here!” He followed the sound of my voice and appeared in the doorway holding a gallon jug of some sort of yellowish liquid and a canvas shopping bag. He was a good-looking brunet in his mid-twenties with an odd habit of always wearing hats, and today he was sporting a pointy green number that made me think of Peter Pan. Or maybe it was an elf thing, since he was also wearing a green shirt and shorts with red-and-white-striped tights and red cowboy boots.

When he bit his lower lip, I said, “Go ahead and laugh. I know I look ridiculous.”

He managed to hold it in, but he couldn’t stop himself from smiling as he said, “You look like the Grinch’s dog Max, when the antler is tied to his head. What happened?”

“I climbed under my Christmas tree to check if the lights were plugged in, and my hair got tangled on a pitch-laden branch. It was all downhill from there.”

“I see. Well, don’t feel bad. It could happen to anyone.” That was far from true, but I appreciated the fact that he was trying to make me feel like less of a blithering idiot.

He put down the plastic jug, fished around in his tote, and produced a large pump bottle of hand sanitizer. He squirted some onto my palms, and while I rubbed them together over the sink, he dispensed some onto his fingers and tried to apply it to the branch. I murmured, “You’re a genius,” as the pitch began to come off. When I washed my hands a minute later, they came out clean.

Beck just shrugged. “The credit goes to the random person on the internet who first thought to try this and then shared it with the rest of us. It’s not working very well on your hair though, and the prevailing wisdom seems to be that oil is the best way to go for that. I brought olive oil with me and I’ll try to be careful, but it might get on your clothes and probably won’t wash out.”

“No worries there. This is just grubby around the house stuff anyway.”

He found a towel to drape over my shoulders and had me lean over the sink, and then he poured a generous amount of oil onto the sticky tangle. He gave the branch an experimental tug, and then he wrapped my hair and the pine frond in the towel and said, “This needs to sit for twenty minutes, and then we should be able to comb it out. Fingers crossed.”

“Alright. Let’s move into the kitchen, so you have a place to sit while I marinate.”

He picked up his supplies and followed me out of the bathroom and down the hall. But he came to a stop on the way past the living room and murmured, “Uh oh.”

“That about sums it up.”

“We should probably fix that before the whole thing topples.

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