When Adam woke just after two in the morning with Lisa in his embrace, the fire had died out and the windows already frosted over. He eased Lisa aside, rested her head on the pillow and tucked the blankets around her. He brushed the silky hair off of her face and she rolled over, mumbling softly. The waffled texture of his shirt had left an imprint on her cheek.He started fires in both his private quarters and the lodge. It wouldn’t take long for them to warm up again. Though he knew she’d be okay, he couldn’t leave her downstairs by herself. Adam pulled the comforter from his bed and returned to the chair next to Lisa and went back to sleep.Woken by the faint sound of the rooster crowing, Adam moved quietly about the house. He added another log to the fire, then proceeded through the lodge, checking for frozen pipes. Everything looked fine. He paused in the doorway of the deluxe suite, pleased with the progress in the past week. He couldn’t have done it without Lisa. The thought frightened him.
