Love Under Snowfall (Stranded in Leavenworth Book 2) by K. L. Parsons

Author:K. L. Parsons [Parsons, K. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-09-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter twenty-eight

Frankie

“Where’d you learn to do that?” Frankie purred as the warm, yeasty scent bloomed throughout the cabin.

“Didn’t everyone learn how to make bread from scratch a few years ago when we were all stuck at home with nothing to do?” Benjamin tapped on the crusty shell of the loaf. Nodding with satisfaction at the hollow tone, he removed it from the Dutch oven and set it on the table to cool.

“Some of us tried and failed miserably.” She stood beside him, sniffing up all the fresh carb smell her nose could hold.

“Perhaps I’m gifted.”

“Resorting to stroking your own ego these days, are we, professor?” She pinched his side and gulped at the feel of solid muscle beneath his shirt. He swatted at her with the flour-dusted towel, and she yelped when it cracked just below her rump. “Ouch, watch it!”

“I have exceptional aim too.” He waggled his eyebrows as a gleaming white smile split wide across his handsome features. The stubble he’d grown over the last few days, paired with his rumpled hair, softened him in a way that made him more approachable. It had Frankie thinking that if she'd come across him at The Rooftop Tavern in Leavenworth, she might’ve considered chatting him up. He gave off a softer vibe, in a ruggedly handsome way of course. Not that he wasn’t sexy as hell in a suit with his hair immaculately styled and a fresh shave, but she liked him better this way.

She’d spent the better part of the day creeping on her cabin mate as they did whatever random things they could think of to pass the time.

Especially when he did his little workout routine.

Benjamin had mentioned running every day and complained that he felt antsy because he hadn’t been able to in a while or something like that. Honestly, Frankie wasn’t really listening because she was too busy drooling. Hiding behind an ancient issue of National Geographic, she kept sneaking peeks. The magazine fell from her hands completely when he started doing lunges.

Following breakfast, they’d clawed their way through the storm to the little woodshed out back and gathered a few more logs. Frankie collected and boiled snow to replenish their drinking water then switched to a desperate insistence on filling the solar shower to bathe later. Benjamin had laughed at the “unnecessary” task. But no amount of scoffing from him would deter her from her mission.

Midday, as Benjamin lumbered around the main room, practically swaying on his feet, Frankie insisted he take a nap on the bed. It took some convincing and a little shoving, but he finally agreed, waking up two hours later in a seriously improved mood. They played a couple dozen rounds of cribbage—in which each win earned the victor a point that could be added up and cashed out from a list of “prizes” they’d agreed upon in advance. Frankie had eventually hit that stride she’d been blabbering on about and led the final point tally sixteen to eight.

All the while,

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