Under the Mistletoe by Everly James

Author:Everly James [James, Everly]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Writer
Published: 2017-12-03T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Samantha hopped in her rental car and drove down the mountain, stopping on the shoulder periodically to check the signal. The landscape outside was blinding, the bright, welcome sun reflecting off feet and feet of snow. Evan had already cleared the road part of the way down.

She was looking for one thing: a cell signal.

“Aha!” she exclaimed, putting the car in park and turning on her emergency flashers. She peeled off a glove using her teeth and dialed Dan’s number.

“I thought you were dead!” Dan exclaimed, picking up on the second ring. Samantha heard the closing of a car door. “Oh. My. God!”

“Don’t be so dramatic,” Samantha said. “I’m alive and well.”

“What the hell happened? I’ve been obsessively following the weather because—”

“You’re secretly a seventy-year-old man obsessed with the Weather Channel.”

“Ha ha. I wanted to see how jealous of your weather I needed to be—it’s eighty-one here—and I saw that the storm of the motherfucking century was headed your way. So I called and you didn’t answer! I was beside myself thinking you’d frozen solid with a bunch of weirdos in the woods.”

Samantha laughed so hard tears started forming. “I’ve missed you.”

“I miss you, too. So, tell me what happened?”

She detailed everything that had happened up until yesterday afternoon, about how there’d been a mistake and she had a roommate, about how they’d fought and then the storm began. “Well, we got dug out this morning, which is good because we were down to the last granola bar. Max and I—”

“Who’s Max?”

“Our neighbor and fellow author who stumbled into our cabin yesterday after they ran out of firewood and food. Anyway, Gia got dressed and we had a little impromptu picnic last night with the last of the hot food.”

“Wait, Gia was naked?”

Shit. “What?” Samantha asked, trying to play it off.

“Oh my God you didn’t.”

“Didn’t what?”

“Oh my God. You’re already in a relationship with a woman you just met? You serial womanizer! You are beyond help! This week was supposed to be about writing and here you are banging your hot roommate!”

“I am writing,” Samantha replied defensively.

Dan laughed darkly. “Of course you are, Samantha. Because you can only write when you’re in a relationship.”

“It’s just fucking, I don’t see what the big deal is!”

“Oh, Sam. It’s never, ever ‘just fucking’ with you.”

Samantha knew there was more than a little bit of truth in his words. At that moment, her line beeped. She checked the screen; it was her agent, Sallie Mason. “I have to go, Dan. Speak soon.” She hung up and switched calls before he could admonish her any more than he already had. “Hello?”

“Samantha, darling! How are you?”

Samantha didn’t respond; there was never any time to when it came to her agent. She was a nice enough woman, but she had that Hollywood book world sheen that was annoying.

“So, so. How is the latest book coming?”

“Fine,” Samantha replied dully.

“Wonderful, wonderful.” Sallie always repeated her words in pairs like that. It was beyond annoying but Samantha had gotten somewhat used to it.

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