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“I love that run. Simply love it. Can we go again?” Dara’s cheeks were rosy and her enthusiasm poured out like sunshine.
Kane swallowed around the knot forming in his throat and forced out a laugh. “Of course.”
Jack stretched his legs, kneeling in a lunge. “Good Lord, guys, now I know you’re trying to kill me. Those moguls are big enough to disappear between. I’m callingpax. I want to do some easier runs through the trees.”
Kane nodded. “No worries. You want to meet up in the cafeteria for some lunch today? My treat?”
“Fries?” Dara grinned at them both.
“Sounds perfect,” Jack agreed. “You got your walkie-talkies? We can touch base once we’re done a few runs and arrange to meet.”
Jack stood and slid next to Dara. She offered her lips without any prompting, and Kane thought how much things had changed in just a couple days. How had they spent so many years together without getting involved? Kissing her seemed as natural as breathing, holding her just as right. They waved Jack off and turned to stand in line for their turn on the lift.
It was time to add a little fun to their day, Kane-style. “So, you enjoying your trip to Big White?”
Dara smiled at him. “Very much.”
“How long you here for?” A furrow appeared between her brows. He hurried on, knowing she’d catch on soon enough. “I’m here until Sunday. Sure hope the ski conditions hold.”
Her eyes widened as she figured out what he was doing and he fought to hide his grin. “Oh, I got here a few days ago myself. Yeah, the conditions are great.”
“Have you found a favourite run yet?”
“There’s a super one to the right of the chair, if you like them hard.”
Kane took a deliberate ogle down her body before looking her in the eye. “I know how I like them. Do you like them hard?”
Someone behind them snickered as they slipped into position for the chair to pick them up. Dara spoke softly. “You’re such a perv.”
“You wanna play some more?” he whispered back.
The look she turned on him was pure Dara. “Come here often?”
The entire ride up they exchanged sexually loaded innuendo until she was squirming in place. “Shit, Kane, you need to stop. I’m already hanging out the front of my ski pants, I don’t need to have a wet crotch as well.”
“People will just think you fall down a lot.”
She hit him on the arm. “How dare you insult me? I don’t fall down.”
“Well, there was that one time I seem to remember you doing a few spectacular wipeouts. Your first day on a snowboard.”
She laughed. “Oh my God, I’d forgotten you were there to see that. Good thing I’m flexible, or I would have snapped something for sure.”
He caught her eye and let the heat he felt for her simmer to the surface. “I’d like to see just how flexible you can be.”
Dara stared at his mouth, her pink tongue slipping out to peek between her lips and leave behind a shimmer of moisture. “Hmmm, that sounds—intriguing. But that would require you to catch me first, and I don’t think you’re fast enough.”
They’d reached the top of the lift, slipping off the chair and heading toward the run they’d done earlier. Kane had to stop to fasten on his second boot. As he fumbled for the buckles, she stuck out her tongue and saucily wiggled her ass before poling hard and heading for the trees.
By the time he caught up to her, they were already a third of the way down the hill. He cut her off and laughed as she shouted, pulling out of his path. He herded her closer and closer to the trees, keeping an eye out for other skiers. The run was fairly empty—only expert skiers would take this route in the first place and the closer it got to lunch the fewer bodies remained.
She turned to the right and he paced her, coming in low on her side and forcing her back to the left. Small trails disappeared into the bush, and he saw the moment she made her break, turning sharply and disappearing from the main run. He followed her, staying on a higher trail so he could track her direction. They descended farther, Dara laughing the entire time until she pulled to a stop on top of a small rise hidden in the trees. She leaned over her poles, panting hard.
“Okay, I give up. You win.”
Kane glanced around quickly as he released one foot from his board. He maneuvered her back toward the nearest birch tree tucked in amidst all the fir and spruce.
“What are you doing? Kane, are you insane?” She was still laughing as he crowded her body with his. Her skis extended backward on either side of the tree, and he braced himself between her legs, rocking his groin against her core. Dara grinned her approval. “Hello, not insane.”
