His First Christmas: The Lonely Billionaire - A Heart-Warming Romance Novel by Holly Rayner, Lara Hunter
Authors: Holly Rayner, Lara Hunter
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stayed to try it. And thank you for the donation, again,” she called out, before opening the door. Jason’s “Wait!” was drowned out by the howl of the wind, which reverberated throughout the cabin, as if the door were the lid to Pandora’s box and Anna had just let chaos inside.
CHAPTER TWELVE
After struggling to close the door against the wind, Anna stood outside, fully immersed in the winter chaos. As soon as she stepped out from the shelter of the cabin, she felt blindsided as the wind slapped her face and the snow tackled her. Her car was barely detectable, with walls of pouring snow blocking the view. Still think you can “brave the roads”, Anna? her cautious side asked, pointedly.
I’m not going to back down easily, Anna thought grumpily. I’ve already been delayed so much by catching up on work and driving up here… She cursed her curiosity for leading her to accept the dinner invitation. Why didn’t I just politely decline and go on my merry way? What happened to ‘get in, get out’?
Having somehow made it to her car, Anna sat in the driver’s seat as she calculated her next move. So…if I attempt to move my car, I basically won’t know where I’m going because everything looks like the same endless expanse of white. She twiddled her fingers on her steering wheel, frowning. Crap, she thought, sighing. I have to admit defeat and go back inside. This is going to be so embarrassing…
As she slowly opened her car door, Anna saw that just as quickly as the onslaught had gotten going, it had let up. She could now more or less tell where she was.
She exhaled in relief, and closed the door she’d just opened. Okay, great, she thought. Let’s do this. She prayed that the weather would stay calm and not quickly change its mood again during her descent.
She made it out of the driveway and onto the windy mountain highway without too much difficulty. I wonder if it will be weird between me and Jason when we get back to work. Almost having dinner, and then me bailing… she mused, after a mile of slow, careful driving. Why was he so desperate for me to stay, anyway?
The visibility started to worsen, and Anna tensed up in her seat. Just need to make it out of this treacherous stretch and onto the highway, she thought nervously. Then I can have a relatively normal drive home, and finally celebrate Christmas…
Her nerves compounded as the weather turned again, the snow falling harder with every mile. I wonder what everyone will think of their gifts, Anna thought, trying to distract herself.
Eventually, she found herself in the same hazardous conditions she’d left the cabin in. Oh my God. It’s that endless expanse of white again. I can’t see ANYTHING, she thought, gripping the steering wheel so hard that her knuckles showed through her skin. I could be driving straight off the edge right now, she thought, starting to panic. As soon as she located a spot where she could pull over, she brought her car over.
I think this is the shoulder…but for all I know, I could be in the middle of the goddamn road! Anna thought, her face contorting with worry. She took deep breaths. Don’t panic, don’t panic, she instructed herself. A glance out the passenger window showed a rocky slab of mountain peeking out from the snow, thankfully confirming that she was not parked in the middle of the road.
Anna’s frantic mind flicked through the possible doom scenarios: An oncoming car could lose track of where it is and collide right into me; the wind could send boulders rolling down the mountainside to crush me.
The snow began to smother Anna’s car, and soon all of her windows were entirely covered. Okay, calm down, she thought, attempting to be rational. I can wait it out. It changed quickly before, so it might again, right? She slumped back into her seat, resigned to the fact that she was stuck waiting at least for the meantime.
Scarcely five
CHAPTER TWELVE
After struggling to close the door against the wind, Anna stood outside, fully immersed in the winter chaos. As soon as she stepped out from the shelter of the cabin, she felt blindsided as the wind slapped her face and the snow tackled her. Her car was barely detectable, with walls of pouring snow blocking the view. Still think you can “brave the roads”, Anna? her cautious side asked, pointedly.
I’m not going to back down easily, Anna thought grumpily. I’ve already been delayed so much by catching up on work and driving up here… She cursed her curiosity for leading her to accept the dinner invitation. Why didn’t I just politely decline and go on my merry way? What happened to ‘get in, get out’?
Having somehow made it to her car, Anna sat in the driver’s seat as she calculated her next move. So…if I attempt to move my car, I basically won’t know where I’m going because everything looks like the same endless expanse of white. She twiddled her fingers on her steering wheel, frowning. Crap, she thought, sighing. I have to admit defeat and go back inside. This is going to be so embarrassing…
As she slowly opened her car door, Anna saw that just as quickly as the onslaught had gotten going, it had let up. She could now more or less tell where she was.
She exhaled in relief, and closed the door she’d just opened. Okay, great, she thought. Let’s do this. She prayed that the weather would stay calm and not quickly change its mood again during her descent.
She made it out of the driveway and onto the windy mountain highway without too much difficulty. I wonder if it will be weird between me and Jason when we get back to work. Almost having dinner, and then me bailing… she mused, after a mile of slow, careful driving. Why was he so desperate for me to stay, anyway?
The visibility started to worsen, and Anna tensed up in her seat. Just need to make it out of this treacherous stretch and onto the highway, she thought nervously. Then I can have a relatively normal drive home, and finally celebrate Christmas…
Her nerves compounded as the weather turned again, the snow falling harder with every mile. I wonder what everyone will think of their gifts, Anna thought, trying to distract herself.
Eventually, she found herself in the same hazardous conditions she’d left the cabin in. Oh my God. It’s that endless expanse of white again. I can’t see ANYTHING, she thought, gripping the steering wheel so hard that her knuckles showed through her skin. I could be driving straight off the edge right now, she thought, starting to panic. As soon as she located a spot where she could pull over, she brought her car over.
I think this is the shoulder…but for all I know, I could be in the middle of the goddamn road! Anna thought, her face contorting with worry. She took deep breaths. Don’t panic, don’t panic, she instructed herself. A glance out the passenger window showed a rocky slab of mountain peeking out from the snow, thankfully confirming that she was not parked in the middle of the road.
Anna’s frantic mind flicked through the possible doom scenarios: An oncoming car could lose track of where it is and collide right into me; the wind could send boulders rolling down the mountainside to crush me.
The snow began to smother Anna’s car, and soon all of her windows were entirely covered. Okay, calm down, she thought, attempting to be rational. I can wait it out. It changed quickly before, so it might again, right? She slumped back into her seat, resigned to the fact that she was stuck waiting at least for the meantime.
Scarcely five
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