Page 23 of My Mountain Man Boss
I take her hands in mine and breathe warmth onto them.
“Are you okay?” Izzie crouches next to us. “I got your text, and I freaked out. I came straight here.”
Amy lifts her head to nod. “Your dad found me.”
Izzie puts a hand on Amy’s arm. “Thank God. Do you need help getting out of your wet things? We need to get you warm.”
Izzie stands up and waits for Amy to do the same. But Amy remains in my lap. “I’m fine right here.”
I rub her hands in mine, breathing on them to warm them up. My gaze scan’s Amy’s face looking for signs of exposure, but the shaking has stopped and color has returned to her cheeks.She looks up at me and smiles, and I can’t help myself. I press my lips to hers.
“What the fuck?” I glance up to find Izzie with her mouth open and her brows knit together in a frown. Behind her Lauren, Amy’s mom, looks just as shocked.
A crowd has formed around us, and Ethan and Suzie share a smug look. “Told ya,” says Ethan as they chuckle to themselves.
“Is he the one who sent you the roses?” Izzie stares accusingly at Amy.
Her face darkens and I hold my breath, waiting for her to deny it. But instead she nods.
“Yeah. We…”
Izzie stands up abruptly with her hands up. “Stop. I don’t want to hear it.” She spins around and storms out of the room.
Amy sags against me. “That didn’t go well.”
Amy’s mom steps forward with a steaming mug of hot chocolate, and Amy takes it gratefully. I eye Lauren warily, wondering if we’re going to get it from her as well. But her mom just smiles.
“Take the risk, Amy.”
Amy smiles at her mom, and I wonder what she means.
But her welfare is my concern at the moment, and she needs to get out of her wet clothes.
I usher everyone but her mother out of the room. Amy’s fingers are still too numb, so between the two of us we get her wet layers off and warm layers on.
Ten minutes later, with warm clothes on and a hot drink in her hand, she’s looking more like herself.
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Igrip the mug, letting the warmth seep into my fingers. It’s the second mug of hot chocolate that Suzie has forced into my hand, and I sip this one slower than the first.
I didn’t realize when I sent those texts out that it would mean half of Hope was waiting for me when we got down the mountain.
Now that I’m dry and warm and can feel my fingers, my thoughts turn to Izzie. I go to stand up, and Landon gives me a sharp look.
“Sit.”
I raise my eyebrows. He can be bossy when he wants to be. But I sit back down in my chair.
“Dr. Ryder is on her way to do a medical exam.”
“I’m fine,” I tell him. “Exhausted but fine.”
“I’m not taking any chances.” He runs a hand down my arm, and even through thick layers of thermals and an oversized woolen sweater, his touch sends heat jumping through me.
Landon hasn’t left my side since he found me on the mountain. He helped strip off my wet clothes and get me into drythings. He stood watch as I ate two protein bars, and he topped off my mug of hot chocolate.
