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everyone else’s laughter.
     
A moment later, Dorris came back out and handed him a piece of a green twig. “Here Sid. You’re the tallest by far. Be a dear and hang this up somewhere,” she said.
    Sid looked down at the greenery and was mystified. There was a thumbtack stuck in the small branch and he raised it up to examine it, wondering why anyone would put this in their house.
“Thank you!” Bob said, immediately pouncing on his wife and giving her a big smooch.
    “Well!” a thoroughly kissed Dorris exclaimed, laughing as her husband walked away and Janice handed him a glass of wine. “I can tell this party is going to be interesting,” she laughed.
Sid finally understood the greed twig. “Mistletoe?” he inquired.
    Dorris poked her head back through the kitchen doorway, nodding emphatically and answering ten different questions at the same time. Sid shrugged his shoulders and reached up over the arch going from the foyer to the living room.
    As soon as he followed the crowd already in the kitchen, the smell of delicious food hit him full force as everyone pulled casseroles, salads and a roasted ham out of paper bags or newspapers that had been used to keep the dish insulated and warm. Wine was poured and appetizers laid out. No one seemed to blink an eye at Sid. They simply handed him a glass of the wine he’d just recently saved from corked hell and started joking with him.
    Sid noted the wine stock of only three bottles and quietly stepped out of the room to call his beverage manager on his cell phone. Once the arrangements were made, he went back into the warmth of the small kitchen to continue waiting for his missing soonto-be-fiancée to appear.
    Sid was leaning against the counter sipping the crisp white wine Sabrina had bought and enjoying the camaraderie of the others’ conversation if not participating in it. He thought he had been stunned when he saw Sabrina earlier in a tight tee-shirt and leggings but the wine glass froze midway to his mouth as he watched Sabrina descend the staircase in a flowing red dress that hugged her figure, showing it off to perfection. Her waist was tiny and her hips swayed as she walked into the kitchen to join the others. He also loved the way the wrapped bodice enhanced her voluptuous breasts, noting the interesting V where the dress dipped low, revealing only a slight curve of cleavage.
    To a man used to seeing women in all states of undress both professionally in the dancers he employed and personally with the women he casually dated, this subtle, sexy dress was one of the most provocative he’d ever seen. Sid also saw the surreptitious glance she gave him and the slight blush that moved across her lovely cheeks when she realized that he was watching her. He had to control the impulse to order everyone out of Sabrina’s house so he could pull her down onto the sofa and explore her sensuous mouth and run his hands over her curvaceous figure.
    The evening was starting out to be more wonderful than Sabrina could have imagined. While the last of the food preparations were being made, everyone joked about the silliest Christmas presents they’d received that year and also the most special.
    Sabrina noticed that Sid smiled throughout the discussion about presents, but he didn’t add anything to the conversation. He looked so alone sometimes. She wondered if he’d received any presents this year. From the way he hadn’t even acknowledged that it was Christmas earlier, she suspected that he hadn’t received anything from anyone. That thought made her extremely sad but she kept that feeling from her face, she hoped.
    When the doorbell rang fifteen minutes later, Sabrina looked around oddly. Everyone was already here, so who on earth could be at the door? She walked over to the front door and peered out the security hole. There was a man standing on her front stoop with a Solara uniform on and several boxes piled on a dolly.
“What’s this about?” she muttered,