Page 78 of My Greatest Joy

“How could I forget?” I grin. “Luckily, our room will be toasty when we get back.”

Fallon offers me a smile as we slowly walk back to the resort.

I’d keep her warm all night with my face buried between her thighs, but I don’t dare say that aloud.

Doesn’t mean I’m not thinking it.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

FALLON

As soon aswe’re back in our room, I sigh in relief at how cozy and warm it is.

The fireplace is on, and two hot beverages wait for us on a tray. Thank God for turndown service.

Immediately, I grab the coffee and moan when I take a sip.

“Wow, this is good.”

“It’s Italian beans, apparently. They have a great café, and the food is delicious too. You hungry?”

“Starving.”

“Good, I got us a reservation in forty-five minutes. Then I’ll show you around the resort.”

My mind’s already exploding with mental notes I need to write down, but I need to clean up and change, so I’ll have to wait to write my thoughts down until later.

I hear the shower running and am tempted to take a peek but decide against it. As much as I want to join him, I’m leaving in two days and don’t need to add heartbreak to the list of things I take back to Seattle with me.

When Levi is done in the bathroom, I go inside and quickly step under the stream, washing off the sweat. Once I’m dressed and put on fresh makeup, I find Levi waiting in the living room.

“Wow.” His eyes brighten. “You look beautiful.”

“Thanks. You don’t look too bad yourself.”

“Well, that wasalmosta compliment,” he mocks.

I roll my eyes, then stand in front of him and tug on his collar. His hair is finger-combed, and he smells like the beach. “You look very handsome. It’s giving memountain man meets surfervibes.”

“So damn mouthy.” The corner of his lips curls up in amusement, but he’s staring at my lips as if he wants to devour me.

“You’d be bored if I wasn’t.”

“I have no doubt about that.”

Levi leads me to the elevator and down to the restaurant. It’s decked out in Christmas decorations, and I count three trees on the way to our table. The lights are dimmed with flickering candles at each table as the fireplace roars. Garland and mini Santa Clauses line the massive mantel.

Even though I could do without the décor, the cozy romantic vibes are a nice surprise.

“You look nauseous,” Levi says once we settle at our table.

“Just thinking about how this place makes your decorations look like child’s play. I didn’t think that was possible.”

He looks around and smiles. “Honestly, I hardly notice it anymore. I’m used to everything looking like Santa’s workshop during this time of year.”

“I can see why the tourists would enjoy it, though. Especially kids. It’s magical.”

“My parents took Lucy and me here every year when we were little. Even in the middle of our crazy season, they’d always make time to let us ski and enjoy the holidays without work.”

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