“Excuse me, may I come through?” he inquired, and the elf quickly let him through, the bells on his hat jingling as he moved around.
Hannah smiled upon seeing him approach and gestured for him to come up with her.
Once she arrived in front of Santa, she stood frozen for a moment, seemingly a little unsure what to do.
“Ho ho ho! Who do we have here?” Santa sounded a little young, and Matthew tried to cover his surprise.
“Hannah,” she replied as he invited her to sit on his lap.
“And is that handsome man your daddy?”
She giggled and shook her head, her dark curls bouncing. “Santa! That’s Uncle Matthew! You know that!”
Handsome? Had Santa just called him handsome?
“You are very smart, Hannah! I was just testing you and I can see you are a very honest little girl. Now tell Santa what you want for Christmas.”
She smiled and glanced back at Matthew before leaning in to Santa and whispering into his ear.