"Great. It's settled. You guys go get comfortable in the living room. I'll bring in the snacks for the movie." My back was stiff as I walked away from them. I heard her giggling as they walking into the living room. The cabinets were banging a little louder than normal as I tried to work off some of my frustration.

I had to make a couple of trips back and forth to the kitchen. The first trip back, I saw Kent and Jen snuggled up together on the couch I let the snacks fall loudly on the coffee table. When I came back again, I had water bottles. I tossed two roughly at Kent's crotch and held onto the third. The first bottle was caught but the second connected with his thigh, making Kent jump. He coughed from the close call and frowned at me.

"Do you want to watch The Zombie Who Stole Christmas or Miracle on 34th Street?" I asked.

“The Zombie Who Stole Christmas,” he said.

Jen spoke softly, giving him the little girl talk again, "But Ken..." I clenched my jaw at her nickname as I waited. "It’s going to be scary."

"Don't worry, I won't let any zombies get you." The arm around Jen snuggled her in closer as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

I turned around and put the DVD into the player. I set my bottle of water down on the floor and went to the recliner where the blankets were waiting to be used.

I grabbed both of them and shook them out a little. Two blankets, three people. Damnit. I heard my mother's voice in my head scolding me for not giving my guests their own blankets. I tossed them both onto the couch next to Kent and then sat down on the floor in front of the coffee table, ostracizing myself.

I kept my eyes forward on the TV as the credits started and then everything went black as a blanket was thrown on my head. I frowned, grabbed it and threw it back at him. He didn’t catch it because he was in the middle of spreading out the other blanket over him and his girlfriend.

“If you want it back, let me know,” he said as Jen snuggled into his side, her hands hidden by the blanket.

I grabbed the veggies and turned around again. Fifteen minutes into the movie and I heard Kent’s breath catch behind me. Seriously? I forced myself to keep staring at the TV. I would not turn around. I would not turn around. I would not —

A zombie killer came out of nowhere leaving me and Jen screaming.