Page 17 of When It Snows

“I’m not a giant. But you are tiny.”

I snort. “Tiny? No one’s ever said I’m tiny before.”

“What are you? Five foot?”

“I’m five footandthree inches.”

He chuckles. “Those three inches make all the difference.”

“That’s what she said.”

He barks out a laugh. “You, Scarlett Harris, are not the innocent little girl you pretend to be.”

I wag my finger at him. “I never pretended to be an innocent little girl.”

“But you sure looked like one with your glasses and pigtails in high school.”

I glare at him. “I never had pigtails and it’s not nice to make fun of someone who wears glasses. Shall I call your mom and tell her what you said?”

He points to his phone. “No cell phone reception.”

“You’re a lucky man.”

He smiles. “Yeah, I am.”

His words hit me in the chest. Does he feel lucky to be with me? I feel lucky to be with him.

I was dreading coming to Smuggler’s Hideaway for the Christmas holidays. If I had known I’d end up in a secluded log cabin with the boy of my high school fantasies, I would have sped all the way here.

“I—” My words are cut off when a yawn hits me.

“You’re tired.”

“I didn’t sleep well last night.”

He frowns. “Sorry you felt obligated to stay awake and nurse me.”

“I didn’t feel obligated. And before you ask, I don’t have a sexy nurse’s outfit.”

“Damn. I bet you’d look hot in a short white skirt and tight top with those glasses.”

His gaze rakes over my body. My oversized Hello Kitty pajamas hide my body, but he acts as if he can see right through my clothes.

“You’re trouble, Weston Milton.”

He waggles his eyebrows. “But I’m the fun kind.”

“I never knew there was a fun kind of trouble.”

“Stick with me, kid. I’ll show you the ropes.”

There’s plenty I’d enjoy having him show me. Starting with how those abs look without his shirt on. And ending with how good he could make me feel in the bedroom.

I usually have no interest in jumping into bed with a player – and make no mistake about it, Weston is a player – but I’d make an exception for him.

I start to yawn again and slap a hand over my mouth.

“Go to bed, Scarlett.”

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