On the Line: A Second Chance Sports Romance (Frozen Hearts Series Book 4) by Julia Connors

Author:Julia Connors [Connors, Julia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-05-11T16:00:00+00:00

Dinner has been cleaned up, the girls have been bathed and put to bed, and Jameson and I now stand at the front windows in my living room, looking out at the storm. The drifts of snow at the edges of my yard are easily a foot or two high at this point. I haven’t heard a snowplow go by since I got home, and though we can hardly see to the other side of the street through the torrent of white flakes and the glare of the streetlights in the storm, the road appears to be a pristine pillow of white snow—probably about eight or nine inches of it I’d guess—which will make them completely impassable.

“I think you missed your window for driving home,” I tell him.

In my peripheral vision I see him look over at me but I continue looking out the window, trying not to freak out at the thought of him spending the night here.

“Let’s not pretend,” he says from beside me, “that there was ever a chance of me going home tonight.”

My stomach erupts into a full-out riot of butterflies. I’d been so busy enjoying having him here that I hadn’t really been thinking about how he’d get home in this weather. But in the back of my mind, I must have realized that I’d barely gotten home before the roads were impassable, and that was hours ago. But neither of my guest bedrooms have furniture in them—the only bed is in my bedroom.

“There’s no way,” he continues, beside me, “that I’d leave you here alone to clear all this snow tomorrow. Do you even have a snowblower?”

He’s staying because he knows there’s no way I can deal with this much snow by myself with two kids to watch also. This is what friends do for each other. And someday, when he needs a friend, I hope to be able to return all these favors.

“Yeah, I bought one when I moved in.” We’ve had a mild winter until now. It’s snowed an inch or two here or there, but then it always got warm enough to melt it right away so the snowblower hasn’t been needed.

“Ever used one?”

“No, but I read the manual.” Back in Park City, Josh always took care of snow blowing when he was home, and if there was a storm and he wasn’t home, he had a landscaping company that would come by and plow our driveway and take care of our walkway—a service I continued to use until we moved.

I suddenly feel entirely incapable. Like, how am I an adult who has always lived somewhere with snow, and I have no idea how to operate a snowblower? I’m afraid that Jameson is going to ask the same question, but all he says is “It’s not that hard. I’ll show you tomorrow.”

I turn toward him. “Thank you—for being here with Ivy and Iris today, for cooking dinner, helping me clear the snow tomorrow. I . . . I feel like I’m taking advantage of your generosity.

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