Memories Under the Mistletoe by Dawn McClure

Author:Dawn McClure [McClure, Dawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-21T16:00:00+00:00

She remembered.

John sat forward in the saddle once again, a smile hidden under his itchy ski mask. Didn’t take but five seconds for his smile to fade. Sure, she remembered their kiss under the mistletoe—but she sure seemed to want to forget it.

Hell, when they were younger, and he’d made the decision to start college in January—since he’d graduated high school early—she’d started to back off slowly. It never mattered what he’d done after that. Even driving for hours just to attend her birthday party, he’d been met with a cold shoulder and a conversation that had lasted less than five minutes. She’d quit returning his calls.

Besides all that, he’d turned eighteen that second month of college, and she’d just turned sixteen. Personally, he hadn’t given a rip about their age difference. Wasn’t like they were sleeping together anyway. But in society’s eyes, she’d just become hands off.

He’d never minded waiting for her, though, and she was the type of girl you waited for. He’d known that from the beginning. He wasn’t one of those fools who followed hormones instead of his brain. Her brothers would have killed him if he had. So yeah, he could wait for her. They’d had their whole lives ahead of them, or so he’d thought.

And then she’d moved to California to attend college there. It was as though she wanted to get as far from him as possible.

The cattle came into view as they crested a small hill, and he forced himself to stop thinking of what might have been. Hundreds of cattle, their puffs of breath visible in the early morning light, littered the white landscape like flakes of black pepper. And damn, what a sight it was. The sun’s rays skimmed over the horizon and caught on the ice particles that had latched onto the dormant grass, stalks and trees. Their little world in Pine Grove looked like heaven on earth. In a fraction of a second, everything that surrounded them shone and sparkled as though someone had thrown a light switch. The scene was breathtaking.

He sidled up to Mel’s horse once again and pulled his mask down. “Bet you don’t see that in the desert of Southern California,” he said, almost more to himself than to her, unable to take his gaze off the scene before him.

Mel brought her mare to a halt next to his. “No. I don’t,” she said, her voice muffled from the mask she refused to move from her mouth.

For a few seconds they stayed where they were, enjoying the scenery. Then she said, “You know what could make this even better?”

If you didn’t hate me? “What’s that?” He figured she’d say Starbucks or some other lame thing that city folk just couldn’t live without. One of his cousins had moved to the Twin Cities a few months ago and said he absolutely loved it compared to the desolate country. Which was fine. Not John’s cup of joe, but to each their own. Mel? Mel seemed to like skyscrapers and shopping convenience to fields and familiar faces.

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