Chapter Nine
Ginny woke the next morning to the sound of her father’s loud whistling from the hallway. In other words, he’d decided it was time she was up. Normally he was happy to let her have a lie in, but today was different.
Today was Christmas Day.
A frisson of excitement ran through her as she thought about the day ahead—the exchange of presents, the delicious food… but then something else slammed into her head with the force of an anvil dropped from a great height.
The house is full of strangers. Sexy strangers.
She didn’t know how she could have forgotten—even for a second. Maybe her brain had blocked it out as some kind of protective mechanism. The previous evening was something that should be blocked out—preferably permanently.
Normally, her father whipping out Scrabble wou
