becoming familiar with the rhythm of skating. He still had a wobble in his glide, but Katherine thought he looked more confident.
Unfortunately, confidence soon overruled caution, and he increased his speed.
“Hold on, Jack! Not so fast or you’ll …” She gripped his waist and his muscles tensed under her fingers as he tried to prevent a fall. His seesawing became uncontrollable and he overbalanced. His skates skidded rapidly underneath him as he tried in vain to grip the ice. Katherine came around in front of him and grabbed his hands, but it was too late. The momentum had taken hold and he crashed, sprawling on his back.
Self-preservation should’ve kicked in and Katherine should’ve let go. Instead, she fell,
oomph
, face down on top of him.
Weird noises were coming out of his chest and throat. It sounded like someone squeezing the neck of a balloon while slowly letting the air out, only he was trying to suck air into his lungs. She was doing something similar, but without the sound effects. As if performing a bench lift, he placed his hands under her shoulders and raised her off his chest. “Just—for—a sec,” he panted. A big sigh later, his arms folded and she was on top of him again. She rose and fell with his rhythmic breathing. “Are you okay?” he asked, showing an expanse of even white teeth.
Fighting for breath, Katherine nodded. But now he had his arms firmly wrapped around her. How had that happened?
Their eyes locked.
There’s that smile again
. Excitement rippled through her when she realised what his grey eyes were saying:
You’re it … you’re mine
. And a whole lot more.
Their breaths puffed out, mingling, a pearly cloud around their faces.
Her whole skating idea had suddenly backfired.
Help!
was a feeble cry in her mind.
Get up! Get up now! He lives thousands of miles away
. And it wouldn’t be the first time a man who was far from home took any opportunity to have his way and get into a woman’s panties. She gave him a filthy look.
“What was that for?” Jack chuckled, making her bounce on his chest.
“Somehow you very cleverly managed to get me into this position.” She struggled to get her blades out of harm’s way.
“I fell,” he said, all innocence. “Anyway, you’ve got to admit it’s an interesting way of getting to know you.”
Katherine tried to clamber off him. “For Christ’s sake,” she stammered, “let go!” It may have been cold on the ice, but without a doubt he was radiating a lot of sensual heat, and it was drawing her in.
Damn it!
“We could be melting our way through the ice, you and I.”
“That’s so cheesy.”
“Yeah, was, wasn’t it?” Slowly, he released his embrace and, with hands gripping her waist, he assisted Katherine as she clambered off on all fours.
“Thanks, you can let go of me now.”
In a flash, she was on her feet, hands on hips looking down at him. “You’d better get up,” she ordered, “before your backside is stuck until spring thaw.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
Katherine folded her arms and raised an eyebrow, neither denying nor confirming her statement.
“Okay.
Hmm …”
Jack rolled onto his stomach and managed to get to his knees. He put his gloved hands on the ice and tried to raise himself to his feet. “I could do with a hand right about now,” he grunted, the colourful pom-pom on his hat bouncing.
Katherine shoved her hand under his shoulder and braced her skate against his. “Dig the tip of your blades into the ice.”
With a heave, he was up. “Have you had enough?” he asked teasingly.
She looked past her shoulder at him, trying not to smile, but knew her eyes had already betrayed her. “No, but perhaps a poor old Australian like yourself needs to have a rest?”
“What—no more lessons?” Jack tilted his head, a cheeky gleam in his eye. “And there I was starting to get the hang of it too.”
“No, sorry, I have to head over to Spruce Valley Lodge. They’re expecting
Unfortunately, confidence soon overruled caution, and he increased his speed.
“Hold on, Jack! Not so fast or you’ll …” She gripped his waist and his muscles tensed under her fingers as he tried to prevent a fall. His seesawing became uncontrollable and he overbalanced. His skates skidded rapidly underneath him as he tried in vain to grip the ice. Katherine came around in front of him and grabbed his hands, but it was too late. The momentum had taken hold and he crashed, sprawling on his back.
Self-preservation should’ve kicked in and Katherine should’ve let go. Instead, she fell,
oomph
, face down on top of him.
Weird noises were coming out of his chest and throat. It sounded like someone squeezing the neck of a balloon while slowly letting the air out, only he was trying to suck air into his lungs. She was doing something similar, but without the sound effects. As if performing a bench lift, he placed his hands under her shoulders and raised her off his chest. “Just—for—a sec,” he panted. A big sigh later, his arms folded and she was on top of him again. She rose and fell with his rhythmic breathing. “Are you okay?” he asked, showing an expanse of even white teeth.
Fighting for breath, Katherine nodded. But now he had his arms firmly wrapped around her. How had that happened?
Their eyes locked.
There’s that smile again
. Excitement rippled through her when she realised what his grey eyes were saying:
You’re it … you’re mine
. And a whole lot more.
Their breaths puffed out, mingling, a pearly cloud around their faces.
Her whole skating idea had suddenly backfired.
Help!
was a feeble cry in her mind.
Get up! Get up now! He lives thousands of miles away
. And it wouldn’t be the first time a man who was far from home took any opportunity to have his way and get into a woman’s panties. She gave him a filthy look.
“What was that for?” Jack chuckled, making her bounce on his chest.
“Somehow you very cleverly managed to get me into this position.” She struggled to get her blades out of harm’s way.
“I fell,” he said, all innocence. “Anyway, you’ve got to admit it’s an interesting way of getting to know you.”
Katherine tried to clamber off him. “For Christ’s sake,” she stammered, “let go!” It may have been cold on the ice, but without a doubt he was radiating a lot of sensual heat, and it was drawing her in.
Damn it!
“We could be melting our way through the ice, you and I.”
“That’s so cheesy.”
“Yeah, was, wasn’t it?” Slowly, he released his embrace and, with hands gripping her waist, he assisted Katherine as she clambered off on all fours.
“Thanks, you can let go of me now.”
In a flash, she was on her feet, hands on hips looking down at him. “You’d better get up,” she ordered, “before your backside is stuck until spring thaw.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
Katherine folded her arms and raised an eyebrow, neither denying nor confirming her statement.
“Okay.
Hmm …”
Jack rolled onto his stomach and managed to get to his knees. He put his gloved hands on the ice and tried to raise himself to his feet. “I could do with a hand right about now,” he grunted, the colourful pom-pom on his hat bouncing.
Katherine shoved her hand under his shoulder and braced her skate against his. “Dig the tip of your blades into the ice.”
With a heave, he was up. “Have you had enough?” he asked teasingly.
She looked past her shoulder at him, trying not to smile, but knew her eyes had already betrayed her. “No, but perhaps a poor old Australian like yourself needs to have a rest?”
“What—no more lessons?” Jack tilted his head, a cheeky gleam in his eye. “And there I was starting to get the hang of it too.”
“No, sorry, I have to head over to Spruce Valley Lodge. They’re expecting
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