Happy Trail by Daisy Prescott

Author:Daisy Prescott
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Smartypants Romance
Published: 2019-10-21T18:30:00+00:00

“Don’t carry me over the threshold,” Snowbird instructs. “Too weird. Drop me on the ground anywhere before you get to the door. Here is fine. Or here.” She continues pointing out drop zones as I walk up the porch stairs.

“How about here?” I release my support of her knees and her legs dip to the ground.

“Thanks for the lift.” She manages to speak without stuttering from cold. However, despite being wrapped around my neck and shoulders, I know her fingers are still icicles.

“You’re welcome.” The words come out a whisper as we stare at each other. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

“Me too,” she whispers back. “Thank you.”

Standing on her toes, resting her hands on my chest, she plants a kiss on my mouth.

Her lips are cold but soft. Acting on primal instinct, my body takes over, sucking her full bottom lip into my mouth. I could drown in her kiss.

When her cold fingers slip into my hair and she presses herself against me, I’m reminded of why we’re out here. Holding her by the upper arms, I push her away.

“We shouldn’t,” I tell her, firm.

“Why not?” She blinks up at me, hurt in her eyes.

“You’re in shock and clearly not thinking straight.” The excuse sounds lame to my ears.

“I’m fine. I keep telling you and you don’t believe me.” Contradicting her defense, she tucks her hands into her soggy jacket sleeves and hops from foot to foot

“Inside, now.” Still concerned about frostbite and hypothermia, my words come out harsher than I intend. “Please.”

“Well, since you said please.” Snowbird glares at me.

Her dawdling drives me to frustration. “You lose a toe, you’ll only have yourself to blame.”

“Seriously?” Staring down at her soaked shoes, she points and flexes her feet.

With only the best intentions, I give her a gentle shove through the open door. “Get out of your clothes and socks.”

Apparently, I have to be gruff and mean for her to listen to me. What does that say about the kind of men she dates?

“Hey, you used my line!” she pouts.

“You’re still shivering and in wet clothes.” My patience is running out at a quick pace.

“Fine.” Unzipping her jacket, she removes it first. Next, come her shoes and socks. I gather the discarded articles to lay out in front of the fire. “I’ll keep my back turned.”

“You don’t have to,” she practically purrs.

“Yes, I do. I’m trying to remain a gentleman.” Normally this isn’t a challenge for me, but Snowbird is pushing my buttons. She isn’t being coy about it either.

Busying myself with stoking the fire, I try to ignore the shuffling and soft cursing behind me.

“Brrr,” she mutters. “It’s cold in here.”

I tell myself not to picture her naked. So naturally, my mind promptly does the opposite. Minds are funny. They like to ignore the word not.

“Are you dressed yet? You should also get inside your sleeping bag.”

“I’m not shivering anymore. I’ll be fine.”

“Snowbird, please just do what I ask. Which one of us is the trained EMT?” I don’t bother to keep the exasperation out of my voice.

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