Page 18 of Snowed in with the Billionaires

What the hell possessed me to remove my clothes? Oh right. I was in a stupor, thanks to them. What is wrong with me?

“Still no.”

“Well, I’m sorry, but I don’t care. I’m putting on my clothes.” I move to pick up the T-shirt lying on the floor beside the bed.

“Then you’ll have to fight me for them,” Kaiser says, beating me. He picks up my T-shirt and brings it to his nose, where he inhales before he tosses it on the bed again. I balk. He’s dead serious. He pulls up the sleeves of his long-sleeve T-shirt, bearing powerful, corded forearms, littered with tattoos.

Why couldn’t they just be your average billionaires? Normal looking, non-threatening to my pulse, peace of mind, and my panties, which I wish I were wearing right now. Why couldn’t they just be forgettable?

I will not fight Kaiser for my clothes because I’ll have to fight him naked, and his hands will be on my body.

I sigh, folding my arms over my chest, securing the bed cover to my body even more firmly.

“Very gentleman-like,” I mutter under my breath before I glare them down.

“Oh, we’re not. Trust us,” Ren informs me.

“And I’m no pushover. So we should part ways then.”

“No fun in that. Talk to us. Tell us things. Entertain us,” Kaiser insists.

“Will you let me go if I tell you the truth?”

“Of course. Once the weather clears, you’ll get the best seat on our helicopter. Promise.”

“How can I trust you?”

“You’re just going to have to, I guess. Besides, we’re the good guys here. You’re the one who’s trespassing on private property. Breaking and entry.”

“I didn’t have to break anything. That’s an excellent alarm system you have but consider upgrading to something better.”

“You hacked into our alarm?”

“How else was I supposed to get in?” Oh, they thought their family let me in. Cute.

“Who are you?” Tristan asks. His tone demands I speak immediately, answering his question without being smart.

“Fine. I was doing a little winter R&R, then lost my way. I was cold, tired, and hungry. I found this cabin. No one was here, so I disarmed the alarm. I helped myself to some cheese, grapes, olives, and two crackers. I also took a shower and a nap in that bed.

“If you’re wondering how I could hack into your alarm system, well that’s because I’m a thief. And if your family hadn’t arrived and caught me in the middle of trying to steal your silverware, I wouldn’t have been here when you arrived. So I apologize for trying to steal from you. I saw an opportunity, and I took it.”

“A regular dark-haired Goldilocks then. Ate our food, sat in our chairs, slept in our bed.”

“Well, with a twist. Don’t forget I was also going to rob you.”

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