Chapter 50

“It was only hung there and in here.”

Ben’s eyes widened, and Jason began to whistle “I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus.”

“Oh, you.” Ben swatted his arm.

“But you love me anyway.” Jason slid his arm around Ben’s waist and gave a squeeze. He eyed the woman on Dr. Hewitt’s arm. She hadn’t been introduced yet, but there was something familiar about her…

“Ms. Addams, hi,” Ben said. “Merry Christmas.”

Jason blinked. Ms. Addams? The mousey little woman who kept the Chemistry department running like a top?

“Wow, I didn’t recognize you.”

“Merry Christmas, Mr. Haggerty. Mr. Prescott.” She touched a tentative hand to the blonde curls that clustered around her face. “Is it too much?” She turned to Dr. Hewitt. “Bob?”

“No,” he said. “It’s not too much. You’ve been hiding your light under a bushel for too long, and it’s about time everyone saw how lovely you are.”

“Well, I thought you had great legs,”

“Ben!” Jason stared at him, horrified. “When did you see Ms. Addams’s legs?”