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hundred mil. Even Sebastian couldn’t do that.”

“Okay, he’s rich and sexy, but that doesn’t mean he meets any of the most important criteria on the list.”

“If you won’t even have coffee with him, you’ll never find out.” Willa cleared her throat softly. “And let’s not forget about GIBOO.”

Her stomach dipped and swirled, and she clenched involuntarily, her pussy fluttering at the thought of having sex with Sebastian. The kiss had been…spectacular. Toe-curling. Less than sixty seconds of his mouth on hers and she’d been panting and wet, ready to beg for more.

“Right,” she said, her voice a little raspy. “I don’t know what to do, Willa. He’s totally wrong for me, and yet I can’t stop thinking about him. I’m worried that I’m like a moth to a flame and I’m going to get burned beyond recognition if I let myself…”

If I let myself give in to what I want.

“I know you’ll figure it out. I gotta go, I have a meeting. But text me if you need me, okay?”

“Thanks, Willa. You’ve given me a lot to think about.”

She disconnected the call, her eyes fixed on the window outside, and she didn’t want to sit in this room alone anymore, lost in her thoughts. The snow was so beautiful, especially with darkness falling and the resort’s lights casting a soft glow. A ride through the snow—on the resort’s easiest hill, obviously—sounded perfect right about now.

She quickly changed out of her work clothes and into a fleece top and a pair of leggings. She tugged on her snow pants and jacket and headed for the door, eager to get outside, wondering if she could outrun her swirling thoughts about Sebastian

10

The storm came in fast, whipping around the mountain and making it impossible to see more than a few feet ahead. The snow had fallen faster and thicker as the day went on, and then as dusk had descended, the wind had picked up, sending the flakes squalling sideways in a white blanket. Sebastian had headed to the main resort to help convey the message that the slopes were closing early today due to the near whiteout conditions and strong winds. Everyone was being accounted for, and ski patrol had gone out to round up the few skiers left on the slopes. The forecast had originally called for only a few inches, but the storm had morphed into something much more dangerous. This wasn’t just a few inches. This was a dumping of snow.

As he walked from one side of the lobby to the other, his staff radio blipped from where it was clipped to the waistband of his pants. “This is base to remote ski patrol. I’m being told that we have a guest unaccounted for.”

“Remote ski patrol here. What’s the description and last known location?”

“Thirty-year-old female, about five-foot-two with long blond hair. Kayla Bristowe, she’s here with the corporate retreat. Computer shows she signed out a snowboard about an hour ago. Experience level is beginner.”

Sebastian immediately picked up his radio, his breathing quick and shallow as panic surged through him. Panic and worry and fear and a shitload of other stuff he didn’t have time to examine right now. “Hey, this is Sebastian. I’m up at the main building. I know Kayla. I’ll help you look for her.”

“Roger that, appreciate the assist. We’re rounding up a few stragglers here on the North Face, on the Timber Falls and Skyview runs.”

His mind whirling, Sebastian raced outside, snow pelting him. When he slammed his way into the pro room, his face was numb. His hands shook a little as he practically ripped a board from the wall, shoving his feet into boots. Adrenaline pumped through him as he made a plan. Kayla was inexperienced, and she wasn’t a risk taker. She’d probably gone out on the Main Face, which had the easier runs. Blackbird Junction, Cooper’s Hill, and Snow Pass were all safe bets. He just wished he knew where she’d headed.

Once he had all of the gear he needed, including a first aid kit strapped to his back, he hopped on one of the resort’s snowmobiles and headed toward the Main Face, his eyes scanning from left to right as he drove, hoping to spot a flash of pink somewhere among all the white.

Fuck, there was so much snow, and he could feel the temperature plummeting as the wind intensified. Gusts sent the snow swirling in tornado-like columns known as snow devils, making it even harder to see. His heart pounded in his chest as he navigated the snowmobile through the sheet of freezing white. Kayla was out here somewhere, alone.

He had to find her. He had to.

He parked his snowmobile in the designated area and then strapped into his board, his eyes scanning the various runs, looking for signs of recent activity. But the snow was falling too quickly and the wind was too strong for anyone to have left a trace. Worry and dread tightened his gut, and moving on instinct, he decided to try Snow Pass first. It was one of the easiest trails, and it wasn’t far from his cabin, so if she wasn’t there, he could swing by for a flashlight and binoculars to keep searching.

With his heart in his throat, he started making his way down the trail, boarding slowly from left to right, sweeping the terrain and the clusters of pines off to the side with his gaze. Snow pelted him, bouncing off of his jacket and goggles, pinging against his exposed skin.

He cupped his hands around his mouth. “Kayla! Kayla, are you out here? Make a sound if you can hear me!”

Wind rushed through his ears, making it impossible to hear anything beyond the storm. But then, way off to the right, a flash of pink caught his eye, sending fresh adrenaline shooting through him. He shifted his weight forward, gaining speed as he headed for a copse of pines about a hundred feet off of the trail. As he got

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