Would you wait?
College student, Hope Camden, is relentlessly serious, awkwardly shy and in complete need of taking a walk on the wilder side. At least, that’s what her sister tells her when she drags her off` for an impromptu Christmas getaway in the Blue Ridge Mountains.
Hope’s plans to keep her nose in a book the entire vacation are thwarted when she meets Jack Freeman, the gorgeous and enigmatic Army helicopter pilot staying at the same resort. What was supposed to be a quiet Christmas holiday turns into a life changing event for Hope and Jack. The only problem? Jack is headed off to war, and there is no guarantee he will come back.
“So, what exactly is your level of snow experience, Miss Camden?”
I look up at Jack as we are walking, his hand tightly gripping mine. The sun is brilliantly shining and his eyes are sparkling sapphires today. “Sadly, I’m a snow virgin. This is my first time.”
He stops walking and just looks at me with astonishment. “You’re kidding?”
“Nope. We don’t get snow in Florida, in case you haven’t heard that news flash.”
He rolls his eyes at me. “Well, there are certain things that a snow virgin has to try, and I list these in no particular order. Let’s see… there’s making snow angels, and we have to build a snowman, and of course, who can resist a good old-fashioned, snowball fight… and last, but certainly not least, you simply have to try this really cool trick of sticking your tongue to a flagpole.”
I start laughing and playfully punch him in the stomach. “I can’t believe you’d try to get me to fall for the ‘stick your tongue to a flagpole’ trick.”
He shrugs his shoulders and puts a mock look of shame on his face. “What? I thought a Florida girl wouldn’t know about that dirty trick.”
“We do have TVs in Florida, you know? I’ve seen A Christmas Story only about a million times.”
“Damn. Caught me. No matter. I have better uses for your tongue.” Jack steps in close to me and grabs hold of my hips. My breath comes out in a rush, pluming white in the cold air.
“You do?” I say, my voice shy and husky all at the same time. “Like what?”
“Well… I was holding out on you, but the actual very best thing to do in the snow is to kiss.” His head lowers toward mine but he just stares at me.
“You don’t say?”
I anticipate his lips touching mine but he doesn’t move. “It’s the truth. But before we do that, we have to make quick snow angels first.”
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