Snowbound - Harlequin.com

JANICE KAY JOHNSON
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“Bummer,” somebody muttered.
Kelli sniffed and pointedly turned her back on
Amy. “Let’s just go out. It doesn’t matter if sides
aren’t even.”
“Yeah,” a couple of them agreed. All began zipping
parkas and donning hats.
Amy smiled at Hopper, the boy she’d been hanging
on. “You could keep me company. We could play a game.
Or, like, explore the lodge.” Be alone, her tone promised.
Yanking on gloves, he missed the full wattage of her
smile and possibly her implicit promise. “Nah, it’s going
to be cool out there. I’ll see you later, okay?”
Standing to one side, John saw anger flare on her face.
Then, “Oh, fine!” she snapped. “I’ll come already.”
She appropriated a parka the girl in braces had been
reaching for, picked out a faux-fur headband that left
her hair to ripple down her back and chose gloves.
“Cool!” Hopper declared, as oblivious to the coldshoulder
she gave him now as he’d been to her earlier,
flirtation.
Coatless—she’d loaned hers to one of the girls—
Fiona followed them out onto the porch. “Remember,
you’ll stay right in front. I want to be able to see all of
you whenever I glance out.”
“Yes, Ms. Mac,” they all said dutifully, meanwhile
rolling their eyes.
Shaking her head, she came back inside and shut the
heavy front door. “Want to bet on how long they last
out there?”
“I’m going to say ten minutes for the one who didn’t
want to go.”