His First Christmas: The Lonely Billionaire - A Heart-Warming Romance Novel by Holly Rayner, Lara Hunter Page A
Authors: Holly Rayner, Lara Hunter
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minutes later, Anna’s mind started up again. Oh my God, I’m going to be waiting here forever! That is, if a boulder doesn’t crush me first. She reached for her phone only to find, as expected, an icon telling her she had no service. She started breathing heavily. Shit, shit, shit.
Anna took stock of what was in her car. All she had was the gifts she’d bought for her family and a few extra clothes she’d packed for her stay at her parents’. So I have no food or water, but at least I can hide in a freaking pile of clothes if worst comes to worst! I’m sure that cocktail dress I bought for Cathy will be very insulating!
Anna groaned loudly and buried her face in the steering wheel, emitting a light honk as she did so. Why am I such an idiot? I just had to stay for fancy billionaire dinner, and then I just had to ignore Jason’s advice and brave the goddamn roads. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
She berated herself for a few more moments, but there was only so much beating herself up that Anna could take before tears took over. What if I die out here on this lonely road? My legacy will be one of idiocy; a dumb, reckless person who ignored all the reasonable warnings…
She jumped when she heard someone tapping at the passenger window. She looked up to see someone was brushing the snow off to try and see inside.
Anna quickly wiped her tears and rolled down the passenger window.
“Oh my God,” she said, as the snow from the window piled into her car. “Jason, is that you?”
He was covered head-to-toe in winter gear, but his piercing blue eyes were visible under his balaclava. He gestured for her to get out of the car. Anna rolled the window back up and opened her door. Wow. Has he…come to rescue me?
Anna met Jason on the other side of her car. Before she could say anything, he shouted over the roaring wind, “I just came out to see if you’d made it down—I’m glad I checked!” He picked up a pair of skis that were on the ground beside him. “We can ski back to the cabin,” he yelled.
Anna couldn’t believe he had skied down the treacherous road while carrying another pair of skis and poles just to check that she was okay.
“But I don’t know how to ski!” Anna replied.
“It’s okay,” Jason shouted. “It’s easy.” He took off the backpack he was carrying and pulled out a pair of ski boots. “Put these on and then step into the skis.”
She obliged. The boots weren’t a perfect fit, but they would suffice. She had a bit of trouble figuring out how to fasten herself into the skis, but eventually she heard the satisfying “click” of the boots slotting into the bindings.
“What do I do now?” she yelled.
“Propel yourself forward with these,” he said, handing her the poles.
Anna tentatively stabbed the poles into the ground and pushed off. Jason nodded approvingly. “There, you’ve got the hang of it. But at that pace, we’re gonna be here all night,” he chuckled. “Let me give you a hand and we can practice your technique later,” he said, taking Anna’s hand and dragging her with his own momentum.
Jeez. Who knew he was secretly a body builder. “Jason?” she asked, as he propelled her up the mountainside. “Thanks for doing this. Rescuing me, I mean,” she shouted, realizing the magnitude of what Jason was doing for her. Jason nodded in response, not saying anything as he focused on the physical task at hand.
Anna looked back at her car, as it faded into the distance. I’ll come back to rescue you too, old steed, she thought with a sigh.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
By the time they reached the cabin, Anna’s face was numb, red, and sore. The fact that they had made it back was almost entirely thanks to Jason’s efforts, although Anna had done her best to propel herself using her free hand.
Once she stepped inside the now familiar cabin, her joy at surviving was suddenly marred by
Anna took stock of what was in her car. All she had was the gifts she’d bought for her family and a few extra clothes she’d packed for her stay at her parents’. So I have no food or water, but at least I can hide in a freaking pile of clothes if worst comes to worst! I’m sure that cocktail dress I bought for Cathy will be very insulating!
Anna groaned loudly and buried her face in the steering wheel, emitting a light honk as she did so. Why am I such an idiot? I just had to stay for fancy billionaire dinner, and then I just had to ignore Jason’s advice and brave the goddamn roads. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
She berated herself for a few more moments, but there was only so much beating herself up that Anna could take before tears took over. What if I die out here on this lonely road? My legacy will be one of idiocy; a dumb, reckless person who ignored all the reasonable warnings…
She jumped when she heard someone tapping at the passenger window. She looked up to see someone was brushing the snow off to try and see inside.
Anna quickly wiped her tears and rolled down the passenger window.
“Oh my God,” she said, as the snow from the window piled into her car. “Jason, is that you?”
He was covered head-to-toe in winter gear, but his piercing blue eyes were visible under his balaclava. He gestured for her to get out of the car. Anna rolled the window back up and opened her door. Wow. Has he…come to rescue me?
Anna met Jason on the other side of her car. Before she could say anything, he shouted over the roaring wind, “I just came out to see if you’d made it down—I’m glad I checked!” He picked up a pair of skis that were on the ground beside him. “We can ski back to the cabin,” he yelled.
Anna couldn’t believe he had skied down the treacherous road while carrying another pair of skis and poles just to check that she was okay.
“But I don’t know how to ski!” Anna replied.
“It’s okay,” Jason shouted. “It’s easy.” He took off the backpack he was carrying and pulled out a pair of ski boots. “Put these on and then step into the skis.”
She obliged. The boots weren’t a perfect fit, but they would suffice. She had a bit of trouble figuring out how to fasten herself into the skis, but eventually she heard the satisfying “click” of the boots slotting into the bindings.
“What do I do now?” she yelled.
“Propel yourself forward with these,” he said, handing her the poles.
Anna tentatively stabbed the poles into the ground and pushed off. Jason nodded approvingly. “There, you’ve got the hang of it. But at that pace, we’re gonna be here all night,” he chuckled. “Let me give you a hand and we can practice your technique later,” he said, taking Anna’s hand and dragging her with his own momentum.
Jeez. Who knew he was secretly a body builder. “Jason?” she asked, as he propelled her up the mountainside. “Thanks for doing this. Rescuing me, I mean,” she shouted, realizing the magnitude of what Jason was doing for her. Jason nodded in response, not saying anything as he focused on the physical task at hand.
Anna looked back at her car, as it faded into the distance. I’ll come back to rescue you too, old steed, she thought with a sigh.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
By the time they reached the cabin, Anna’s face was numb, red, and sore. The fact that they had made it back was almost entirely thanks to Jason’s efforts, although Anna had done her best to propel herself using her free hand.
Once she stepped inside the now familiar cabin, her joy at surviving was suddenly marred by
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