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At least that’s what I’d thought until we got to the bottom. Gabriel went up for more. She and I headed inside. She was shaking. Scared.
Seated by the fire, sipping hot cocoa with a mountain of marshmallows, she lets out a deep sigh. “I’m not ready for double black. I may never be.”
I cup the back of her neck, squeezing softly. “It’s okay, loads of people, like me, don’t feel comfortable skiing at that level. You can still enjoy skiing on easier slopes.”
“Yeah.” She lays her head on my shoulder. “I’m tired. I think I’m ready to leave.”
“Leave,leave, or head back to the cabin?”
“The cabin.” She smiles up at me. “I’m not cutting our trip short because I can’t ski like I thought I could.”
That’s good to know. She’s a fighter. She’s shown me that every day. Today is no different.
“I’m way better than I was the first day. I’m okay with being a mediocre skier. It’s not like I could ever keep up with Cam anyway. I’d rather ski easier and enjoy it than ski expert and be a nervous wreck.”
“Me too.” I kiss her nose. “How about we just relax here a bit before we head out? I’ll text Cap and see if he can pick us up on his way home. He wasn’t planning on staying out all day anyway. Or we can catch the shuttle.”
“Sounds good.”
As I wait for Cap to respond to my text, we sip our cocoa, watch the fire and the skiers coming down the hill to either catch the lift back up or come inside to warm up.
“There’s Gabriel.” My Songbird points out the black dot getting larger as he descends. “He looks lonely.”
“He always scowls.”
She laughs. “Not when Frankie is around.”
“True.” I grip her shoulder, pulling her closer. “We’re better men when our women are around.”
“I think that’s a good thing.” She leans forward, following Gabriel as he heads to the lift. “He still seems lonely. He didn’t want to leave Frankie today.” She eyes me over her shoulder. “Do you know why?”
“Songbird, I don’t want to leave you either. That’s not hard to understand. But Gabriel has energy to burn—if you catch my drift. If he’d stayed at the cabin, I don’t think Frankie would have gotten much rest.”
She plops back. “You mean sex?”
“Yeah, I don’t think he’s getting much of that with how tired Frankie has been. You’ve seen her. She can hardly make it through dinner. He’s put her to bed almost every night after getting Maddyn down. Then he stays up shooting the shit and helping with the kids.”
“I guess I didn’t think about it. Didn’t notice.”
Guys have sex on the brain. We can tell who’s getting it and who’s not. And my man Gabriel is not getting it.
“We should help with their kids more. Give them time to themselves. I know tomorrow is Christmas Eve, but maybe we can take their kids in the morning, so they can sleep in.”
“I think that’s a great idea.” My phone buzzes. I check my text from Cap and shoot a text off to Gabriel to let him know he can have the car to leave whenever he’s ready. We’re catching a ride with Cap. “Cap said he’ll be here in a few hours.”
Her sultry green gaze locks on me. “What are we going to do to fill our time?”
I’ve got an idea or two. “Come on.”
* * *
“Dually, ohmygod!” I can’t stop shaking. He’s filling me from behind, holding me against his chest as jets of water from the multiple shower heads pelt my nipples and clit. My skin not being touched or covered by Landry is inundated by water in all directions, but it’s the ones hitting my most sensitive parts that keep me coming and coming.
Landry booked a couples massage. When they brought us to a cozy room with two massage tables and a shower for two, he kicked them out, promising them a large tip to leave us alone and keep quiet.
The male masseuse eyed us up and down. “There’s bottled water in the mini fridge. I’ll be back in an hour. Enjoy.”
“Damn, do you think I can bookhim?” the female masseuse whispered—not too discreetly—as they walked off.
