Better Together by Jessie Gussman

Author:Jessie Gussman [Gussman, Jessie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781944728861
Publisher: City Owl Press
Published: 2018-06-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Wyatt stepped into the kitchen, holding Harper’s hand. A visit here was certainly easier with Harper beside him.

His dad looked exactly the same as he always remembered him. Tall with broad shoulders. He’d never had any hair. Dark eyes. Clean shave. Dark skin that showed his half-Latino heritage. He’d been born in America, his dad’s side of the family had owned the resort and he’d spent much of his childhood and all of his adulthood here. He owned it outright now, and had added to the original holdings. His dad was certainly a born businessman.

His dad finished washing his hands at the sink and turned to dry them.

“Hey, Dad.”

“Wyatt. You never did introduce me to that little girl of yours.” His dark eyes travelled to Harper.

Wyatt put his arm around her shoulders. “This is Harper.”

“Your fiancée.”

“Yeah.” Man, he hated that lie.

“Welcome to Chile, Harper.” His dad held his hand out.

Harper grasped it. “Thanks, Mr. Fernandez.”

“Call me David.”

Harper nodded.

“Come on and sit down. I heard the kids want to head out snowmobiling this evening.” Sophia placed the salad on the table. “Kayla, Steve, come on,” she called. She pointed to the two chairs on the side of the table. “You two can sit here. Kayla and Steve will sit across from you, and David and I will take the ends.”

Wyatt held the chair for Harper as Kayla and Steve came in from the hall. Because of his discussion with Steve earlier in the day, Wyatt looked a little longer at Kayla. Her black eyes went immediately to him when she walked in. With her shiny dark hair and skin, she was almost the exact opposite of Harper. In personality, too, when he thought about it, since she was vivacious and almost crazy. Certainly not someone who enjoyed a quiet evening reading a book by the fire, which he would say was Harper’s favorite pastime.

As the family settled into their chairs and started passing their food, David looked at Harper. “So, considering that Wyatt was practically born with skis on his feet, I find it odd that you were in the beginner class today. How did you two meet?”

Harper put the forkful of salad she was holding in her mouth. Great stalling technique. She looked at him with raised brows. He was the one who’d started this lie.

He took a sip of water. “I met her when I moved to the states. We’ve been best friends since then, and…”

“Isn’t she related to your Uncle Fink somehow?” Kayla asked. “I think I remember hearing about a Harper. Maybe in a Christmas letter or something.”

His dad’s jaw tightened, and those dark eyes narrowed. There must have been some kind of competition between his dad and Uncle Fink he’d never noticed.

“No. No relation. Uncle Fink married her mom.”

“I see. So you’re related to her the same way you’re related to me.”

He had never thought of that. “It’s not a relation.”

“Right. Connected to her the same as me.”

“Yeah.”

“Wyatt spent the winter in Colorado, and he was saying that the resort he worked at had a masseuse on staff.

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