She couldn’t believe that she was actually here, in her new home state. So far, she hadn’t seen much. Just the little bit she could see from the window of the plane, and the view on the short ride from the airport to the hotel. But she could already tell that this place was magnificent. The white, snow-capped mountains had instantly won her heart, and the soft whites and blues of the snow-covered landscape would be a fun challenge to photograph. From her barebones initial assessment, she was pretty damn happy with her choice to take a leap of faith and move north. But what she wasn’t happy with was the nervous feeling in her stomach every time Chance came within two feet of her. And, since he was her traveling companion, he was often standing or sitting close to her. The plane ride over had been alternatively wonderful and torturous. She loved the thrill of being in seat 18A while he sat inches away from her in 18B. But she didn’t love the constant flip-flopping in her stomach that came from wondering whether he was ever going to admit that there was a growing spark of passion between them.
