I don’t know what to say to that. It does make sense, though. I shove my hands into my pockets.

“What are you going to do now?”

“I’m going to head back to my room and curl up with a book. I told my friend, Carmen, I’d celebrate her birthday for a bit.” Jade glances back again. “But not with my ex around. I can only hope he doesn’t know my room number.”

“Does this Carmen know?”

“Not that I know of.”

“Then you’d better keep your door locked, just in case. These doors aren’t those that lock automatically, so anyone could slip in.”

Now she glares at me.

“I’ve been coming here since I was a kid, Finn. I know all about that.”

“Really?”

“Of course. I know this place inside-out.”

I regard her closely.

“If you’ve been on these slopes for several years, maybe you would know how to stop better when you’re skiing.”

Her eyes flash, and I see the frustration building up. Good, I want her to be angry at me. It saves me from exploring the strange feeling bubbling up inside me. Then again, seeing her annoyed is more arousing than I thought. I can only hope the dim lights are enough to hide the fact my cock is pushing against the zipper of my jeans.

“Maybe you should tell your daughter to watch where she’s going if you’re going to walk in front of someone skiing,” she says tightly. “At least she apologized for her part. What about you? She’s a kid, isn’t she?”

“And what of it?”

“She’s your responsibility. I could’ve been seriously hurt if I'd been traveling faster.”

“I don’t think so.”

“So you’re a doctor now? At least accept that you should have been paying more attention yourself. Otherwise, I might have been hurt. You’d certainly get a bill for my medical treatment if I hadn’t come away with just bruises.”

She knows how to fight back with fire, although the wavering behind her expression tells me she doesn’t like doing it. I find that surprisingly cute. Something is really wrong with me.

I just glare back at her, which is better than reaching for her and having her slap me as she did with her ex.

“I’m sure we would find out who was at fault. You can’t blame a child for a mistake.”

“I’m not blaming a child. I’m blaming you. Call yourself a parent? At least she seems like a decent kid. Hopefully, she gets that from her mom and not you.”

She might as well have slapped me. I feel the anger build rapidly.

“Her mother is dead,” I snarl. “And I would rather you didn’t mention her again.”

Jade reels back, her expression startled. Then her face goes bright red, and she looks uncomfortable.

“I…erm…well…shit!” She looks away. “I’m sorry. I had no idea.”

“No, you didn’t. Which is why you should watch what you say.” I say and step back. “Right, I’ve rescued you now. You’re on your own. Don’t expect me to help you like that again. I’m not interested in being a human shield.”

“I don’t intend to ask someone like you again,” Jade mutters.

I ignore her response and storm away. It doesn’t take long to get back to my room, only to realize that I had gone to get myself a drink, and that hadn’t happened. I would be stuck in my room with my daughter, who didn’t need me hanging around her.

Sighing, I turn and head back to the elevator. There’s a small movie theater at the far end of the resort. Maybe a random movie will while away my time.