Page 31 of Snowed in with My Pucking Ex
I quickly glance behind me, making sure Winter is indeed fully clothed, before meeting his stare again. “How did you find me?”
“I tracked your phone. I knew sharing our location with each other would come in handy one day. I’m glad it’s only the snow getting in the way this time, and not you being gagged and kidnapped by some crazed fan. We got lucky.” He replies in all seriousness.
With a huff, I point out. “It’s early. I thought you wanted me to get some rest.”
He nods. “I know, and we need to get out of here. I wouldn’t have come if it wasn’t important, so let’s go.”
“I can’t justleave, I’m with someone.”
“Well, champ, we have to. The chopper wasn’t cheap, my friend, and time is running out.” His brows raise as he silently implicates the important discussion we had yesterday about my future in hockey.
I sigh. Loudly. I know this is important. However, the last thing I want to do is leave Winter this soon after we shared our special night.
“We need to drop Winter off at her family’s house before I can go anywhere else. I won’t leave her here without my protection.”
His eyes widen, “Winter?”
I nod. I’d briefly told him about her when he first became my agent. We were seeing a lot of each other back then since I was a rookie, and he’d asked why I wasn’t married. I’d confided in him that there was only one woman I’d wanted to get serious with, but I’d let her go so she could forge her own future before I overtook it with mine.
“Her family owns the farm we’re on, but her parents’ house is a few miles away.”
“Okay, yeah. Grab her and anything else you need. We’ll drop her off first, then we can discuss the business that can’t wait any longer.”
I turn to let Winter know we’ve got a ride, but she’s already there behind me, with her boots on and jacket in hand. “I heardhim, Sean. We need to put the fire out before we can leave. I already unplugged the heater, and I can come back once the snow isn’t so bad to put the blankets away and stuff.”
“I’ll help you,” I offer, but she waves me off.
“Will you grab some snow to toss on the fireplace, please? You make sure that’s out, and I’ll put my jacket on. I can run around to the back to turn the generator off. It’s easy, just a switch to flip.”
“You got it.” I press a tender kiss on her forehead and then move for the bucket next to the fireplace. I quickly tug on my jacket, then run outside to grab some snow. We don’t have the time to wait around for the flames to die out on their own, so I grab a little to put the flames out, as I’m not trying to cause a melty mess. Once that’s taken care of, I rush back outside in time to meet Winter as she comes around the side of the cabin.
“Fires out?”
“Yep, all taken care of.” I grab her hand, tucking her close as we head for the helicopter.
Chapter Nineteen
Sean
“Fancy,” she comments, saying it in a posh voice. I know this must seem ridiculously over the top in her mind. Winter’s always been the down-to-earth sort of girl, and it’s something I appreciate more than ever. “You really are a hockey superstar, aren’t you?” She flicks her gaze over me, “Well, la-tee-da. Sir Spruce.”
I snort, chuckling, and shake my head. “Nah, I’m still just me. I have to review some contract stuff, though, so I’m guessing my agent thinks this absolutely can’t wait.” I kiss the top of her head, unable to hold back from touching her now that the walls we’d had up between us have come down.
Spencer opens the helicopter door, and I quickly grab it to help Winter inside first. I climb up next, closing the door behind me. Spencer leans over, making sure it’s secured, while we buckle ourselves in. He hands us each a pair of bulky headphones to cover our ears with that have a microphone attached.
“Spencer, I’d like you to meet Winter. Winter, this is my agent, Spencer.”
“Nice to meet you,” they both respond.
Spencer gestures to the man beside him, who’s in charge of all the important controls. “This is Chance, our pilot. He’s a big hockey fan who was willing to do us a solid this morning and give us all a ride.”
“Thanks, Chance. This is a pretty awesome helicopter you have here.”
He nods. “Thanks, I wish I had one like this, but it’s the company’s that I work for. The partners at the firm in New York are big fans and season ticket holders, so they are more than happy to let me give you a lift. I’m honored to meet you, Spruce.”
“The honors all mine,” I respond earnestly, offering him a grateful smile. My time may’ve been interrupted by Winter, butit’s not Chance’s fault. He’s just a fan doing a favor when he’d probably rather be home and out of this freezing weather.
“We’ll be keeping low to help avoid some of the flurries and wind. The weather still seems to be a bit touch-and-go, but we should be in a clear pocket for about the next hour. This ride may get a little bumpy, but I assure you I will take all precautions. Does our next stop happen to be the house not far from here, the one with the big red barn?” He asks, beginning to flip switches, and then we’re lifting off the ground.
