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“And you’re telling me I passed out and ruined our night?”
“Did you have a good time yesterday?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Then you didn’t ruin anything, and I assure you, today will be better. After you shower off that eggnog and rum.”
She swatted me with a pillow, hopped off the bed and left for the washroom. I arranged breakfast by the fireplace. It was snowing again, with little visibility.
Not long after, croissants, pastries, and other treats arrived. The smell of freshly brewed coffee permeated the room. Laura changed into a pair of leggings and a fluffy sweater before sitting at the table, ready to eat. “I’m so hungry!”
So was I.
“You, put your Santa hat on.” She pointed, and I obliged.
“Is that better? If I recall, Santa has a gift to unwrap this morning.”
She searched her memory, her eyes finally lighting up. “It’s good to know Santa keeps his promises.”
I stared at her from across the table as she savoured the pancakes, her lips begging to be kissed. I couldn’t help but imagine how she would feel and look writhing beneath me, her soft body succumbing to mine. The more time passed, the more vivid my plan became, and as breakfast ended, I reached across the table and took her hand in mine, pulling her toward me. She looked up with a mix of surprise and desire.
Without a word, I pushed the chair back and stood up. I picked her up and placed her on the table’s top, scattering plates and cutlery aside.
“James, what are you doing?”
“If you have to ask, I’m not doing a good job.”
I dove for her mouth. My hands roamed over her body as I kissed her, my fingers trailing down her waist and underneath her sweater, her small gasps in my mouth singing like an invitation.
Her sweet taste and the fresh smell of shampoo consumed me. I kissed her hard, like I could lose everything she offered in a moment, but when I lowered over her body, the table trembled. I set my palms flat on the top and waited as the ground shook underneath us. Laura’s eyes grew wide. She gripped my arms, fingers digging into my skin.
“Did you feel that?” she asked.
The ground quaked again, and we hurried off the table. We stood underneath a door frame until the shaking stopped.
“What was that?” she asked nervously.
Stress gripped at my neck. “Three possibilities: an earthquake, an avalanche, or worst-case scenario, an earthquake and an avalanche.”
“Awesome, but not comforting.”
“Hang on.”
I grabbed the binoculars and focused them on the mountain, but with the heavy snow and zero visibility, all I saw was white. The lights flickered in and out, and moments later, my phone started ringing.
I swept my finger over the screen.
“Gabe?”
My cell phone beeped, its battery was almost dead.
“Is everyone okay? Wait, I’ll call you right back. I need to check on Kensi.”
I hung up the phone, and dialed my mother.
“We’re okay; everyone’s okay,” she said when she picked up.
The lights flickered again.
