Page 87 of The Christmas Holiday
I swiped with my gloves at my cheeks. ‘Stupid wind. Making my eyes water.’
His laughter lines crinkled. ‘Yeah, I hate it when it does that.’
I bumped against him and he laughedsome more.
‘Come on, I’m really not in the mood to get flash frozen by snow, so get that arse of yours moving or you’re going to end up over my shoulder.’
‘Ha! Try that and see where you end up.’
He stopped walking and took a step towards me so there was barely daylight between us. I risked a glance up.
‘You know better than to challenge me.’
‘It wasn’t a challenge. It wasa promise.’
‘Is that so?’
‘Yes. Neanderthal.’ I couldn’t help the smile that was spreading onto my face, despite all my attempts to keep it in check. ‘And now you’re the one wasting time, so if we do get snowed on, I’m no longer taking responsibility.’
‘Is that right?’
‘Absolutely.’
‘I guess that’s me told then.’
‘I guess it is.’
He smiled slowly, and even more slowlybent his head towards me. I knew I should move, step back. Getting into something with Hunter Scott definitely hadn’t been on my itinerary, and although every part of my body was telling me it was a bloody amazing idea, my mind knew it wasn’t. But even that wasn’t being as definitive as it usually was.
Hunter was so close now. I could feel his breath on my ear as he whispered, ‘Then get moving.’He stood back up, winked and began marching ahead. I watched his retreating back for a moment, unsure whether to be relieved or mad. My body told me the latter but my brain told me I should be pleased. I got moving and began catching him up. At least I didn’t need to worry about being cold any more.
