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they hadn’t even gone on a date
together yet! And if she didn’t hustle, she was going to be late for their
first one.
                Jade
touched up her make-up, then put on an extra pair of socks and exchanged her
jeans for sweats. She kept the blue sweater she ’d
put on that morning and pulled a snowsuit on over everything. Once that was
done, she tugged on boots and a jacket and then tied everything up with a hat,
scarf and gloves.
                “ Okay,” she
muttered under her breath as she looked at herself in the mirror. “ I look
like an eskimo .” But then, skiing was a sport, and being well
dressed for skiing meant foregoing fashion for practicality. Hopefully Dawson
wouldn’t mistake her for an Oompa-Loompa.
                With
minutes to spare, she dashed out the door and headed for the slopes, making a
quick stop at the rental lot to pick up skis and poles. Dawson was waiting for
her at the base of the practice hill, dressed in a hunter-green ski suit with matching gloves and hat.
                “ Hey,” she
said breathlessly as she came to a stop in front of him. Dammit, but how did he
manage to look so sexy in that snowsuit? Unlike her gear, which covered all her
attributes, his seemed to accentuate the breadth of his shoulders and the
leanness of his hips, and she bet that when he turned around, his ass would
even look good in his snow pants. “ You ready to teach me how to ski ?”
                His
silver eyes sparkled down at her. “ I think we’ll need to get those skis on you
before we can do that. Do you mind if I assist ?”
                “ Of course not .” Butterflies fluttered around in
her stomach as she sat on a bench and allowed him to crouch down in front of
her and snap the ski boots on her feet. “So,” she said as she stared at the
top of his dark head. “ Where are you from ?”
                “ Oh, I grew up in Portland originally, ” he said
as he worked on her skis. “ But for the last six years or so I ’ ve been
living in LA .”
                “ Is that so ?” Her heart beat a little faster.
Maybe this wouldn’t just be a small vacation fling after all.
                “ Yeah.” He
looked up, a small smile curving his lips. “ And you ?”
                “ Santa Monica.” Jade
licked her dry lips.
                His
smile widened as surprised pleasure flickered in her eyes. “ Well,
look at that. We ’ re practically neighbors .”
                They
spent the first twenty minutes practicing on the bunny slope before moving on to the real slopes, starting
with green ones and working their way up to blue squares.
                “ So what made you decide to give up the
wilderness for LA ?” Dawson asked her as they rode the ski lift up to
the top of the next slope. His body was pressed tight against hers in the small
space, and he had his arm around her shoulder, so she couldn’t help but snuggle
against him for warmth.
                “ Life.” She
sighed and then inhaled his scent—a combination of musk, spice and mint
that teased her nostrils. “ My parents decided to move to LA when my dad got
a big job working in construction when I was fourteen .”
                “ I see .” His thumb rubbed back and forth
along her shoulder, sending tendrils of warmth through her. “ Are
your parents still in LA ?”
                Jade
shook her head. “ They moved to Nashville when I was twenty-two .” She
looked out over the snow-covered hills and sighed again. “ Over
six years ago, now. I don’t see them much .”
                Dawson
nodded, his silver eyes full of understanding. “ That why you came here for the
holidays ?”
                “ Yeah.” She
smiled. “ Plus, there’s no better time to come to a ski
resort than when it’s snowing