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“Yep, all good,” I clip back with the same breezy tone. “So, how am I supposed to get down this hill with no board? Not that having one would make it any less disastrous,” I huff.

“You’re going to hitch a ride with me.” He bends down to secure his other boot to the binding.

A laugh bursts out from my lips as I look out at the slope below us. It’s actually not much steeper than the bunny hill, but there’s a lot more distance between the top and the lodge.

“Explain,” I say between fits of incredulous chuckles.

“I saw a guy do this with his girl on TikTok,” he says, straightening up and waving me closer.

I move toward him with absolute pleasure and try to ignore my ovaries rushing into each other’s arms when he indirectly refers to me as his girl.

“I thought you didn’t have TikTok,” I point out once I’ve closed the distance between us.

He shrugs. “I had to have a look at that lightsaber trend you were talking about, and I got hooked,” he admits. “Anyway, this looked damn cool, and I know I can do it with you.”

Okay, his confidence in his ability is hot as fuck.

“So, I’m supposed to, what, somehow stand on your board with you while you take us down?” I ask, gesturing at his snowboard. “There’s no way we’ll both fit.” Especially not with my lack of coordination. I’ll throw us off balance and send us careening into a snow mound, for sure.

“No, I’m going to carry you,” he informs me. “Now jump up on me and wrap your legs around my waist.”

Whoa!

Back the fuck up!

Or don’t. I kind of like where this is going.

“You’re joking,” I scoff.

“We got this.” He gives me that panty-melting smile and stretches his arms out.

I’m going to die.

But I suppose there are worse ways to go.

“Gwen?” I look over to see the dickless wonder again, propelling himself our way. “What the fuck? You board now? And who is this?”

His impending presence is enough to take away all hesitancy of flinging myself down a hill with Kyle so, resting my gloved hands on his broad shoulders, I jump up into his arms. He secures one arm around my back and holds me in place by hooking the other under my ass. This is so going in my spank bank for vibrator time later.

Totally reading my cue, Kyle wastes no time shifting his weight downhill, quickly getting us away from the dumbass.

Down the hill we glide, and while every one of my muscles is clenched in fear for the first minute or so, the way Kyle is smoothly maneuvering us down the slope puts me at ease., I relax a little and enjoy the cold wind on my face, getting the most wonderful whiff of his clean, mountain spring scent.

Kyle shifts his weight slowly back and forth, expertly carving our turns and controlling our speed, all with me monkey hugging him, clinging to his body. He’s got mad skills.

“Gwen!”

All of a sudden, dickfuck is back, and he’s ruining my moment.

Over Kyle’s shoulder, I spot Scott keeping speed with us.

“What the hell are you doing?” He holds his arms out while his stupid goggled-up face is turned toward us.

Please smack into a tree…

“None of your business, shithead!” I scream through the wind.

Kyle shakes his head. “We got this. Hold on,” he calmly instructs.

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