The snow so many had felt and smelled on the air had settled on the tip of Taos Mountain, which would undoubtedly make the skiers happy. Max rolled his shoulders, realizing he hadn’t slept well. Not that he’d dreamed, at least not that he remembered. He’d thought of Lake. He’d thought of Alyssa, ...
Papers littered his desk.He looked up, blinked as if just realizing she was there.“Where are you off to?” he asked, his gaze running over her.She shook her head. “I just told you. You weren’t listening.”Shifting, the leather of his chair creaked as he reached out and pulled her closer.“Sorry, I’m...
The woman he was going to marry.Her red hair was pulled severely if neatly back from her face, and what a beautiful face it was. Perfectly sloped nose, eyes a bit wide-set and slanted. He’d bet green.Jock Kinncaid ignored the conversation going on around him but nodded and made appropriate noises...