The Christmas Bride by Heather Graham Pozzessere

Author:Heather Graham Pozzessere
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781426810473
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1991-11-27T23:00:00+00:00

There was a note beneath her door in the morning. It was handwritten, and she recognized Jason’s handwriting from the Christmas cards she had received over the last few years. It was a broad, large script, very legible, and somehow like the man, firm and powerful. The message was brief but courteous. He was tied up for the day, but she mustn’t feel that she needed to tend only to the children. There were programs for them all morning, movies, lessons on the bunny slopes, whatever. She was welcome to spend her day however she chose, and she shouldn’t worry. His staff were wonderful with children.

Cary didn’t mind spending her time with the children, but she did have an article she wanted to edit, and with a magazine’s deadlines, time could be very precious. She decided to have breakfast with the kids, then work for a while, then go down to the bunny slopes with them.

The day worked out as she had planned it. They breakfasted in her suite; then Angela and Danny traipsed off to see cartoons. Cary started to work in front of the main fireplace in the suite. She wondered if she would be able to concentrate, but to her great pleasure, she found that the comfort of the lodge and the snap and crackle of the fire were definite pluses. She didn’t dig her nose out of her manuscript until two o’clock, when she had accomplished everything she had wanted.

Pleased, she dressed in her own best rendition of a ski outfit—clinging knit pants, a warm wool sweater and a windbreaker—and went in search of the children. They were just finishing lunch, and both were pleased that she was going to join them on the bunny slopes.

“I don’t ski,” Cary told Angela. “That puts me on the bunny slope with you and Danny. Except that I’ll bet that you can ski.”

Angela could ski. Beautifully. But she spent the afternoon with Cary and Danny and the young ski instructor, laughing delightedly as Cary and Danny struggled with the equipment and a new sense of balance. Cary, overwhelmed at first by the heavy boots, the skis and all the safety tips she was being given, swore she would never be able to manage. But by early evening she was delighted. She was managing the slopes. She was skiing! And she was thrilled with the rush of pleasure and exhilaration that negotiating the small slopes brought her.

She was also cold. She and Danny and Angela headed into the lodge. The children had hot chocolate; she decided on an Irish coffee. It was very good, but since she hadn’t bothered with lunch, the hot drink seemed to hit her like lead.

She and the children decided to have dinner in the suite. And by the time they finished with the delicious linguine, the kids seemed willing enough to go to bed. Angela slipped through the door into her own suite. Cary hesitated, told Danny to get ready for bed and followed Angela into Jason McCready’s private quarters.

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