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“Much colder. This is warm compared to the coldest we’ve ever gotten, and since the parade is at night, it’s definitely always freezing.”
“Well, then, I guess I’ll have to be sure to wear warmer clothing.” Our chair reaches the top of the hill, and we both easily glide off. Once we’ve skied out of the way of others exiting the chair lift, we join Nigel and take a moment to figure out what we’re doing next. “What do you guys think? Should we check out a few other runs or stay here?”
Sarah chews on her bottom lip for a moment. “I think given how clumsy I am, I should probably stick to this run a little bit longer. I don’t want you two to be stuck here, though.”
“It’s really not a big deal. As long as I can get some skiing in, I don’t care if it’s the same run or different ones.”
“It doesn’t make a difference to me either,” Nigel says.
“Really?” Sarah asks hopefully.
I nod my head yes. “Come on—let’s ski.” Sarah smiles happily and nods.
The three of us spend the next few hours skiing together, and while we ride the chairlift, Sarah and I spend time getting to know each other—though I’m careful to leave out a few certain details about myself, particularly about me being a prince. I really like Sarah, and I want her to like me for the person that I am, not my title.
“I’ve really enjoyed spending time with you today, Sarah, and I’d like to see you again. What do you think—could we hang out again sometime?” I ask as we take off our skis and walk towards the lodge after our last run.
She hesitates for a moment before answering, “Sure, why not? I had a great time today, too, and I could probably show you all of the best locations to find the holiday experience that you’re looking for. Why don’t I give you my number and you can call me?” I take my cell phone out of my pocket and hand it to her so that she can enter her phone number. “There you go,” she says as she hands it back to me a few seconds later.
“Thanks. I’ll call you later.” I watch as she disappears inside the main lodge. Once she’s out of sight, I turn my attention to Nigel. “What do you think, Nigel?”
“I think Miss Duncan is lovely, Your—Jeff,” he says, catching himself before finishing the phrase. “But I do hope that you’re honest about your background with her. If you’re serious about her, she deserves to know who you really are sooner rather than later.”
“We just met a few hours ago. I’m not sure how I feel about her yet, other than that she’s nice and I like her.”
“Just be careful.”
“I will.” I pat Nigel on the shoulder reassuringly. “Thanks for always watching out for me.”
“Of course.”
We decide to call it a day and head back to our chalet to eat a late lunch. I plan to call Sarah later this evening to see if she’ll have dinner with me, but first I need to take some time to consider what Nigel said about being honest with her. Even though we just met this morning, I can’t deny that I can see a future for Sarah and I together.
2
Sarah
After leaving Jeff and heading into the chalet, I quickly find my friends Charlotte, Kara, and Carly, all huddled in front of the fire chatting. “Hey ladies, who’s hungry? Because I’m starving!” I say loudly as I approach them with a big smile on my face.
“All of us!” they say in unison as if they planned it on cue.
“Well, that settles it then, let’s head to 906 Cafe for lunch.” We all laugh as we grab our things and head out the door. Once we get to the cafe, the hostess seats us, and our food arrives quickly after we order it. As we start to dig in, I still can’t wipe the smile off of my face.
“What’s up, Sarah?” Charlotte asks. “You’ve had a smile on your face ever since we met back up with you at the lodge after the rest of us finished our double black diamond runs.”
Thoughts of Jeff Hastings, the hunky skier that I spent most of the morning with, keep running through my head. “Have I?” I say naively as if I have no clue what she’s talking about.
“Yes, you have,” responds Kara.
I take a second while I bite into a French fry to debate whether or not I should tell the girls about Jeff before realizing that there’s no point in hiding it. “Well—I met someone this morning.”
“What do you mean you met someone?” asks Carly quizzically.
“I mean—I spent all morning skiing with and talking to this amazing guy named Jeff.” I laugh at the memory of our first meeting. “I met him when I literally ran into him at the bottom of the hill.”
Charlotte nearly spits out her sip of milkshake. “What?!”
“I sort of lost control on one of my first runs, and I couldn’t stop in time. We were a tangled mess of skis and poles. After that, he rode the chair with me and invited me to ski with him and his friend since I was alone.”
