The Dare Me Date (A Small Town Romance Short Story Series) by Kappes Tonya

Author:Kappes, Tonya [Kappes, Tonya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MagiCal Press
Published: 2013-01-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

“’Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” ~ Alfred Tennyson

“What was that?” Benjamin flipped his ski mask off. Even in a mask, he was beautiful.

“What was what?” I smiled, knowing that I had beaten him down the bunny slope in exquisite form.

He plunged his poles deep into the snow.

“For the first time out, you sure knew what you were doing.” His eyes showed a dullness of disbelief. “It seems to me that you know exactly how to ski.”

“And that’s a bad thing?” I dug my poles deep into the back of my skis to help get them off. Picking them up, I nodded or him to follow me toward the lift. I was going to show him some real moves.

“I thought we agreed you wouldn’t take any lessons until I showed you. Wasn’t it going to be our thing?” He shoved his gloved hands in his jacket pockets, his shoulders hunched.

“That’s all I know. The bunny slope.” I pretended to be cold. But even that was a lie. I had grown to love being in the snow and my body never feels better than on the slopes. “Let’s go warm up and then you can take me to the big ones.”

Benjamin straightened his shoulders and cleared his throat. “That sounds good.” He took my skis and poles. “I’ve got them.”

I followed like a good little girl, trying to remember that I couldn’t act as if I was any good at skiing and pretend to be someone I clearly was not. Jasmine sounded a little needy and being needy was a hard thing for me to pretend.

The warmth of the lodge hit like a hot furnace. I wasn’t use to going in the lodge at all, and he wanted to spend time in there with all the lovers that had nestled on the overstuffed couches and love seats by the fire.

“Look!”

The blood siphoned from my face when I saw what he was pointing to. A photo booth. Not only a dumb photo booth, but one with a big line of handholding, lip-smacking lovers.

“You’re joking, right?” I searched his face for a sign of humor, but he was a serious as a heart attack.

“You know what,” he paused, “this is not working out the way that we planned.” He gestured between us. “Maybe we should call it quits while we are still ahead.”

“Why?” I asked. Was he completely serious about the photo booth thing? It was cute and all, but I didn’t picture him as that type of guy. Then again, I had never pictured him as any type of guy.

“You are acting completely strange.” He unzipped his coat and laid all his outerwear on a lodge table before taking a seat. “First you tell me to meet you in front of Brew Ha Ha’s and I found you inside with a friend, and then you told me that you can’t ski, when you are clearly better than the instructor. And here,” he pointed

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