was always a little bit of truth to every lie. âThatâs impressive.â
âShe trained in Tahoe when she was younger, Iâm pretty sure. Anyway, you wonât have to worry about her on the slopes. Your . . . ?â Jane trailed off.
âUh, daughter,â Nick said.
Jane smiled. âYour daughter will be in good hands.â
âGreat.â
She reached under the counter and produced a brochure that she slid toward him. âWould you like to book the lessons today?â
âIâll let you know after I show this to my wife. Thanks for the information, though.â
âAnytime,â Jane said. âJust give us a call when youâre ready to schedule.â
It might have been a tiny kernel of insight into Livyâs life, but even a tiny kernel could produce a plant. Nick headed out of the office and down a long boardwalk toward the stairs, a hell of a lot more confident than heâd been this morning.
âNick?â He turned to find Livy heading toward him, her steps awkward and clunky from her ski boots. âWhat are you doing up here?â
Shit.
Chapter Six
Nick looked a little like a kid with his hand in the cookie jar, but he recovered his calm resolve quickly enough to make Livy hope sheâd imagined it. Fear trickled into her bloodstream but she forced the sensation away. Nick had every right in the world to be up here and it didnât mean that it had anything to do with her. She needed to cut the paranoia and try to act like a normal human being for a change. The problem was, Livy had been looking over her shoulder for so long, she had no idea how to do that anymore.
âHey.â His easy smile as he walked toward her relaxed the unwelcome tension that pulled her muscles taut. âI was looking for you, actually.â
âMe?â Heâd only been her neighbor for a week but in that time, Livy felt like sheâd gotten to know him a little bit. He wasnât a skier, so if he was looking for her it wasnât because he wanted a lesson. âWhy?â
He gave a sheepish grin that did traitorous things to Livyâs body. Did Nick have any idea how good-looking he was? He seemed to wield his charm like a weapon. At least, it felt that way to Livy. A simple grin stabbed her through the heart. âHonestly?â He looked away as though embarrassed. âIâm going stir-crazy in the house. I drove around town but that took all of about ten minutes. You talk about the ski hill so much, I got curious. So I went for a drive. I figured since I was up here, Iâd see if you wanted to get some lunch.â
His story wasnât too farfetched. She still couldnât understand what in the hell he was doing on vacation in a place that had nothing to offer him, free house or not. That familiar suspicion crept up on Livy. Her equal measure of comfort and discomfort in Nickâs presence was another reminder that she needed to pull up camp and move on. Heâs only here for a few more weeks. What would it hurt to let yourself enjoy a little human contact? âIâve got about forty-five minutes until my next lesson. I could grab a bite.â
Nick smiled and she swore if her ski boots werenât holding her up, her legs wouldâve given out. The fear that had kept her going for the past four years scratched at the back of Livyâs mind, warning her that getting close to anyoneâeven a guy who wouldnât be around for much longerâwas a bad idea.
âThis is your wheelhouse,â he said. âLead the way.â
Her stomach leaped into her throat and floated back down in a not altogether unpleasant way. Yep. Letting Nick get close was definitely a bad idea.
Livy paused and hiked up the legs of her ski pants to unbuckle her boots before they headed up the stairs to the third floor of the lodge and the restaurant. She usually didnât mind walking around in her cumbersome ski gear but she
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