Love Under the Mistletoe: A Small Town Christmas Love Story

Nathan looked over at him surprised. “What do you mean?”

“You’re smiling. I haven’t seen you this happy in ages.”

Nathan thought about it for a moment. “Maybe it’s just because I got some.”

Gregory shook his head. “This is different.”

Nathan looked at him and Gregory grunted.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Nathan asked him. He couldn’t always speak Gregory.

“There’s ‘I just got laid’ happy, which granted, you have going on right now, and there’s ‘I’m actually legit happy,’” Gregory explained. “You have the legit happy look. It’s different.”

“And you can tell?” Nathan crossed his arms.

“I’m paid to watch you. It’s my job to read your body language to better keep you safe.” Gregory shrugged. “You’re legit happy.”

“Huh.” Nathan leaned back against the wall, letting the back of his head rest on the wood.

He was happy. He hadn’t thought about work for hours. The dread wasn’t there. The worry, the anxiety, the ache for something more – none of it was there when he was around her.

Nathan chuckled. This is what he had wanted when he came here this weekend: peace. He hadn’t expected to find it in the arms of the sexiest schoolteacher he’d ever met.

“You really like her?” Nathan asked Gregory.

Gregory grunted.

Nathan knew that one. It meant yes, in a completely non-sexual way.

“I like her, too. It feels like I’ve known her my whole life. I don’t know how that is.”

“Soul mates,” Gregory supplied. “I’m not saying that’s what it is, especially since you’ve known her for about twenty-four hours now.”

“Soul mates?” Nathan grinned at his friend. “I didn’t know you were a romantic, Gregory.”

Gregory just grunted.

A few moments later the hotel room door opened. Gregory melted back into the shadows as Holly emerged. She’d brushed her hair, pulling it back into a ponytail with loose strands that framed her lovely face. She wore leggings and a soft looking sweater.

“I’ve got my swimsuit on and brought a change of clothes.” She held up a small tote bag. “The lifts are closed for the day since there’s so much snow, so we can’t go skiing anyway. I’m looking forward to your idea of swimming after breakfast.”

The idea of Holly in a swimsuit, the two of them alone in one of the pools, instantly cured him of any tiredness. He was ready to go again in an instant. He told himself to cool down. Breakfast first. Then more sex. And more sex. And more sex.

It seemed that the more he got of her, the more he wanted.

“I love that idea,” Nathan replied, managing to keep his voice from betraying his lusty thoughts. “How is your roommate?”

“Better.” Holly smiled at him. “Thanks for asking. I think she’s finally got it out of her system. Now she’s just glad we have an extra day so she can make it through a few more episodes of her show.”

Nathan chuckled and together they walked down to breakfast.

The breakfast area was comfortably busy. Usually by this time of day the place was deserted as everyone had already hit the slopes, but with the lifts closed, that meant that everyone could linger over their breakfast and coffee.

Holly found a small table off to the side next to the fireplace and they both sat down.

“What can I get you?” a familiar voice asked.

Merryweather, with her strange knowing eyes and soft smile stood before them.