Snow Kissed
Bella Johnson · Ongoing · 20 Chapters
About this book
Always spending Christmas alone, Amy Black was surprised when her best friend Elizabeth offered to have fun at the ski resort. On her way there, because of a fierce snow storm she bumped into a tree on the side of the road and felt unconscious. And her Christmas nightmare only began when she woke up in Ean Hunter's cabin...
Prologue
The constant ringing of my cell broke me out of my sweet, sweet slumber.
I reached to the nightstand and grabbed my sleek black phone. Staring at the call display, I read the incoming caller's name. “What now, Beth...” I breathed before answering it.
“Hello?”
“Oh my god, finally you answered!”
“It's six fifty in the morning, Beth, on my first day off.” I hissed at my best friend.
“Yeah, I know. Whatever,” she brushed me off. “So, did you think about it?”
I rubbed my hand over my brow, trying to wake. “Think about what?”
“The resort," she huffed. It was Beth's idea of a fun time for the holiday season.
“I would rather not,” I grumbled.
“No, you gotta come, Amy! Come on. Please!”
“Beth, I can't even ski! I don't know what you expect me to do there for a week!”
“Yeah, I know, but there are some really cute ski instructors if you know what I mean.” She tried to persuade me with her best convincing Elizabeth Saltz voice. “Don't tell Steve, but the guy yesterday was yummy, you'll likey."
I sighed; her trying to set me up with every walking male had got old. “No, no really, I have things to do.”
“You do not!” she scolded, “What were you going to do on Christmas exactly anyway?”
I stumbled for something, wracking my brain, but in all seriousness, I was just going to sit at home by myself with a pricey bottle of red and take out. That sounded nice, a lacking family had never really affected me, not when I had my dream job and executive apartment to match it.
“You're coming, Amy,” she finalized, “Come hang out, have fun, maybe get a little somethin’ somethin’.” There was that reference to me needing the opposite sex again. “It'll be great and it's not even that far.”
I sighed, maybe doing something different this year for the holidays would be okay. If it didn't work out, at least I had reason for further avoidance in future.
“Yeah, okay.”
“Great! I'll text you instructions. It's super easy to find!”
“You sure you have room?” I asked, in one lasting attempt to get out of it.
“Oh my gosh, yes!” Excitement taking her over.
