Secret Santa by Rhian Cahill

Author:Rhian Cahill
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781925375565
Publisher: Rhian Cahill

Chapter Eight

Morgan snorted coffee up his nose. He slammed a hand over his mouth and tried not to spray the rest of his mouthful across the room.

Coughing and spluttering, he finally managed to get himself under control and swallow.

“Jesus, woman, are you trying to kill me?”

Jenn sat next to him laughing so hard she held her sides. “You should see your face.”

He frowned. “You did that on purpose?”

“Yeah. I figured we needed something a little uplifting after…” She tipped her head in the direction of the kitchen.

“Okay, how about a movie then? I’ve got a good selection in the theatre room,” he suggested.

“You have a theatre room?”

“Yeah, up at Trud’s, but we can bring it back here to watch. The family will carry on for hours yet, so there’ll be no quiet movie time up there.” He got to his feet.

“Actually, they’re playing one of my favorite Christmas movies on TV tonight.” She turned her wrist to look at her watch. “We’ve missed the first few minutes, but that won’t hurt.”

“Okay. What channel?” He grabbed the remote off the side table and sat back down as he powered on the TV.

“Seven.”

He flicked through the channels until he found the right one. It took a few seconds, but once his brain registered what he was seeing, his mouth dropped open. “You’re kidding me. This is your favorite Christmas movie?”

“One of them.”

“What’s the other? Frosty the Snow Man?” He couldn’t believe they were going to sit here and watch a kid’s movie. Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, for God’s sake.

“That’s a good one too.” She smiled at him. “If you really don’t want to watch this, there’s always the replay of the carols.”

“Oh, hell no. I’m not sitting through those.” He muted the sound.

“What’s your favorite then?” Jenn turned sideways on the sofa, her knee brushing against his thigh.

He knew the reaction he’d get when he told her. His sisters always rolled their eyes and gave him hell when he pulled it out to watch. “National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation.”

“Oh, I love that.” She actually bounced in her seat a little. “Do you have it?”

He grinned. “You like the Lampoon movies?”

“They’re hilarious. I have them at home.”

Well that was something he hadn’t expected. He was thrilled to discover something they had in common. “I’ve got the full set here.” He got up and offered his hand. “C’mon. They’re on the hard drive attached to the other TV.”

She took his hand and he led her down the short hallway to his room. He did most of his viewing in bed, so the bigger TV and his movie drive were hooked up in the bedroom.

“Ah, Morgan…” She tugged on his hand.

He stopped. “What?”

“I don’t think this is a good idea.”

He could see her point, but really it was no different than sitting next to her on the sofa. “I’m not asking you to strip and climb beneath the covers, Jenn. Just lie on the bed and watch a movie together. The only difference between here and out there is the bed and it doesn’t bite.

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