Love Under the Mistletoe: A Small Town Christmas Love Story

“Oh great. Another ma.”

She laughed and grinned at him, taking another sip of her hot chocolate. It was then that their food arrived.

“This looks amazing,” she told him. She reached across the table and squeezed his hand. “Thank you.”

“Want to hear more about Chinese?” he asked her.

“Definitely,” she replied, picking up her fork. “Tell me everything you know.”

Chapter 10

Merryweather

Merryweather frowned up at the mountain. Things were going well, but they needed more time.

Why couldn’t things ever be simple?

Merryweather rubbed her hands together and thought of snow. She started to smile. Snow was the perfect answer for a winter love story.

Her sister would be so impressed. And probably a little envious, too.

The snow was just going to be so good.

Chapter 11

Holly

Lunch was amazing. And not just because of the food.

While the food was delicious, it was the company that made it spectacular. Holly found herself laughing and smiling while she ate. She couldn’t seem to stop smiling.

If this were a first date, she’d be inviting him up to her room for a drink.

“I’m really sorry to bother you,” the waitress said, standing at their table. “But, we need to close. The snow’s coming down too hard for us to stay open much longer.”

Holly glanced outside through the huge window. White, fluffy flakes floated down and swirled around like the inside of a snow-globe. Already it looked like there was several inches of fresh powder.

“Of course,” Nathan replied. He looked over at Holly. “You interested in doing a couple more runs? Or we could go to the hot-spring. I have a private pool reserved for the weekend.”

“That sounds tempting.” Holly bit her lower lip. A hot spring with Nathan? Nathan in a swimsuit? She wanted it.

“We could skip the skiing,” Nathan offered. “What else are you doing tonight?”

“I actually have this party tonight.” She glanced down at her watch, hoping that maybe she could fit in the hot-spring before her hair appointment.

In fact, way more time had passed than she thought. If she flew down the mountain, she might be able to make the appointment in time. She thought about canceling it, but she’d already paid. It was a lot of money.

“I’m actually late for my hair appointment,” she groaned. She scrunche

d her face into an unhappy frown.

“Are you going to the Educator Award Fundraiser?” Nathan asked. They both stood from the table and went to retrieve their snow-gear.

“I am,” Holly replied with a smile. “It’s why I’m here this weekend.”

Nathan nodded and looked like he’d just figured something out. She assumed it was why she was skiing at Blue Aspen and yet unable to afford lunch. She still felt a hint of embarrassment at not being able to pay for the meal as promised.

“Then go to your hair appointment. And I’ll see you at the party.”