Page 11 of Crashing into Love

“My wife.”

“Your wife?”

“We haven’t seen each other in a long time, huh?” Her friend laughed. “And you need a drink.”

“You’re married?”

“We met on the mountain a few years ago and got married last year. Jo?”

Drew followed Becks’s gaze and saw a woman turn around and smile when she heard Becks calling her name. She walked over and looked to Becks to introduce them.

“Babe, this is my old friend, Drew Oakes. We used to hang out here whenever we were both in town, but she hasn’t been back in a while, so you two haven’t met.”

“Nice to meet you,” Jo said.

“You too. I didn’t even know Becks was married.”

“A little over a year now,” Jo stated. “I didn’t want to wait too long. She had other women interested, so I wanted to put a ring on it.”

“She’s joking,” Becks said and put her hand on Jo’s forearm. “I’m going to get Drew a drink, and we’re going to catch up. Want to join us?”

“I was talking to Vic and Tiff about the plans for tomorrow. Can I come over when we’re good?”

“Sure.” Becks nodded and kissed her wife on the cheek.

“So, how is it?” Drew asked when Jo had returned to their friends.

“What?”

“Being married.”

“Oh, it’s great. I guess it’s not much different than living together, except there’s a piece of paper now. I get to call her my wife, though, and she’s amazing. She’s a real estate broker and found our house for us. She’s smart, successful, and so funny. She also loves to ski, like me. She’s so good to me, Drew. You should find someone like her for yourself.”

“Does she have any friends?”

Becks laughed as they walked over to the bar.

“She has a lot of friends. Want me to see if she’ll set you up with one?”

Drew thought about that as they joined the short line and then said, “I assume they live here?”

“Most of them.”

“It would have to be long-distance, so not sure I want that on top of my traveling. I’d probably never see them.”

“True. But you won’t be competing forever, right? I heard you got hurt. How are you?”

“Good. I’m healed. Just here for a little break before I get back out there.”

“That’s great to hear,” Becks replied as they moved up in the line. “Hey, are you going to hold court tonight?”

“Oh, come on.” Drew laughed.

“What? You always used to regale us with your stories.”

“That’s after a few drinks.”

“We’re in the bar line,” Becks reminded. “I’ll buy your first one. What do you want?”

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