A Mistletoe Proposal: Marry Me under the Mistletoe / A Little Bit of Holiday Magic / Christmas Magic in Heatherdale

The others nodded, but Tessa only stared at her. On impulse Andrea decided to give the presents out now. “I brought each of you an early gift for Christmas.”

Once she’d handed them over, Julie’s eyes shone like stars. “Do we have to wait till Christmas to open them?”

Andrea smiled. “No. You can do it now.”

“Is it okay?” Julie looked to her parents for permission.

Benton winked. “Go ahead. I’m curious to see myself.”

His children tore off the wrappings, but it took some urging from Rick before his daughter undid her gift. Julie squealed in delight as she held up her dress. Matt had already put the hat on his head.

Deanna picked up the wrapping paper. “I believe you’ve made our children’s Christmas, Andrea. Thank you for being so thoughtful and generous.”

Rick nodded. “I’ve been telling her she needs to be careful or she’s going to give away all her shop’s profits.”

“Where children are concerned, it’s worth it.”

“Agreed,” Deanna murmured. “What do you all say to Andrea?”

“Thank you, Andrea.” This from Matt.

“I love my dress,” Julie said.

There was nothing more than a mumble from Tessa, who held the dirndl in her hand.

“Why don’t you girls go in the bedroom and put on your new dresses for us to see.”

“Come on, Tessa.” Julie started running and Rick’s daughter followed her down the hall. Matt trailed after them.

A frown marred Rick’s handsome features. “I’m sorry about that, Andrea. I don’t know what’s gotten into my daughter.”

Andrea could tell her appearance had been a huge shock to Tessa. To see her daddy with another woman at a party like this changed her happy child’s world. That was what had caused her to dart away unable to appreciate the gift. But what she said aloud was, “I think she’s still upset about the gingerbread man missing from the shop.”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “I can’t believe she behaved so badly.”

“It’s all right. Please don’t worry about it.”

Deanna gave them an understanding glance. “She’ll get over what’s wrong before long. In the meantime I have to tell you that your red suit is incredible. Where on earth did you get it?”

“In Germany.”

“I thought it had to be an import. I wish they made clothes like that here. Except you have to look perfect in it the way you do.”

“Thank you, Deanna.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” Benton grinned.

“You’re making her blush,” Rick teased. He was wrong. Rick was the reason she was blushing, because he hadn’t taken his eyes off her. “Come on, Andrea. I’ll introduce you to the others.”

From what she could tell, all of them were colleagues associated with the work Rick and Benton did. They talked shop, laughing and joking at the same time. One of them was a female firefighter named Susie Anderson. The attractive redheaded woman couldn’t take her eyes off Rick.

Andrea understood. In her life she’d met her share of good-looking men, but few came close to Rick with his dark, almost brooding looks. Gunter’s blond, blue-eyed coloring had given her husband a different kind of appeal.

While Rick was discussing the recent rash of fires in the area with Benton and the others, Andrea turned to Susie, who seemed very friendly. “How long have you been a firefighter?”

“Eight years.”

Andrea couldn’t imagine it. “I guess everyone asks you how you got into it.”

The other woman smiled. “I come from a family of firefighters starting with my grandfather, then my father and all my brothers. I was the youngest of five children and the only girl. It’s the only world I ever knew and I became one as soon as I could qualify, to prove to my brothers I could do it, too.”

Laughter escaped Andrea’s lips. “You’re a real heroine to me.”

“In my family I had to fight for my place, and I guess it rubbed off.”

“I know I’d be terrified to enter a burning building. I honestly don’t know how you find the courage to do it.”

“You get used to it. I’d go crazy if I had to sit at a desk all day.”

“I wouldn’t like that either.”

“Of course, I’d give it up if the right man came along and we had children, but until that day comes...”

Sometimes the children don’t come. But Andrea didn’t dare tell Susie that.

“I’m sorry to hear about your husband, Andrea. I can’t imagine anything worse than losing a spouse.”

Her throat tightened. “It was an awful period in my life, but it’s behind me now and life has to go on.”

“That’s so true. My grandfather died in a fire, but my grandmother was amazing about it. She’s my idol.”

Andrea shuddered. She couldn’t handle the conversation any longer. As if Rick had picked up on her thoughts, he walked over and supplied her with some more eggnog and hors d’oeuvres. Soon the children came into the living room once more.

A subdued Tessa walked over to her daddy looking absolutely precious in her outfit. “Aren’t you coming to watch the movie?”

“Not yet.”

Julie stared up at Andrea. “This is my favorite dress in the whole world!”

“You look adorable in it. So do you, Tessa. Those dresses are called dirndls. Years ago the children in Germany used to wear them all the time.”

“Do you have one, too?”

“Yes. I have several. The first present my husband ever gave to me at the shop before we were married was one that looked a lot like yours.”

“Is he from Germany?” Julie wanted to know.

“Yes.”