Snowed In With You

Chapter Two

Fletcher

When your best friend calls you and asks if you’ll pick up their baby sister and spend three hours in a car with them as a favour, you can’t really say no.

Especially when you went behind their back and fucked said sister.

At your best friend’s wedding.

I’d put up a bit of a fight, but not enough to make Rob suspicious, though right now I really wished I’d managed to find a good enough excuse to avoid this horrifically awkward encounter.

It was my own fault.

Not only had I slept with my best friend’s sister, I’d also run away in the morning when I realised what I’d done… and just how much I wanted to do it again.

I wasn’t sure how Rob would react, would he be horrified at the betrayal? Happy for any happiness I might have found with Sara? I’d been friends with him since we’d met in college as fresh-faced first years, but this wasn’t a situation where I could really predict Rob’s feelings.

Well, it was a moot point now – there was no way she would give me another chance after I’d crept out of bed and scrawled her a note whilst still drunk.

Now I had to spend the entire car ride to Kachemak with her, likely in excruciating silence while memories of that night played on a loop in my head – as had been the case every night since the wedding.

It had been a month.

I hadn’t been able to be with anyone else.

The two dates I’d been on had felt like pulling teeth, they just weren’t her.

Not that it mattered, I’d fucked everything up before I’d been able to do even half of what I wanted to her.

Even worse than the car ride from hell, I now had to spend a week with her and her brother, acting like I hadn’t made her scream my name.

My dick hardened again just remembering it and I swore softly.

The only way I was going to make it through this week was with my hand on my dick every night because there was no doubt in my mind that my bed would be remaining empty.

Rob had sprung Sara’s invite on me, I’d already told him I would come by the time I found out that Sara would be coming too.

He’d acted like it was the best thing ever and I hadn’t known whether to be elated or nauseous.

I would get to see her! But… I would get to see her.

Then my stomach had fallen through my ass when Rob mentioned some guy she’d been dating that hadn’t ended well and so he had thought the trip might cheer her up.

My hackles had immediately risen, I’d been losing sleep and she’d been sleeping her way through Anchorage? Maybe I didn’t need to worry about this trip at all, maybe I was as unmemorable to her as she’d been intoxicating to me.

When she opened the door, her perfume hit my nose, just as light and fruity as I remembered.

I was immediately transported back to our one night together, the way her lips had looked swollen from our kisses and the way her eyes had glazed over with lust.

God, she looked good.

Her heart shaped face peered up at me, green eyes pinched and her lip between her teeth as she assessed me.

The next few moments were a blur, did she speak? Did I speak? I had no clue, all I could think about was how she was here in front of me, so tantalisingly close I could smell the mintiness of her breath.

I was fighting back a smirk as she picked up what looked like underwear from the floor and shoved it into her bag, but my anxiety returned as Sara walked towards my car.

Now came the hard part.

She slid into the seat next to mine, her strawberry and mango scent flooding the air and making my mouth water, but I ignored her in favour of reaching for the radio and hitting shuffle on my aux.

Adele came spilling out of the speakers and I saw her mouth twitch at my taste in music as she pulled on her belt.

Even the small hint at a smile on those lips had my heart thumping hard in my chest as I pulled out of her drive.

Maybe there was a chance my bed wouldn’t have to be so lonely.

‘Listen, about Rob’s wedding–’

Sara shook her head, raising a hand and waving me off flippantly before directing her gaze out of the window.

‘No, no, don’t worry.

It’s been forgotten about.

We can still enjoy the time away without any… complications.’

Oh.

‘Right, yeah, of course,’ was all I could think to say, disappointment a tangible taste on my tongue.

We turned out onto Ninth Avenue and began the long journey south, why had Rob and Tanya picked this place anyway? I was sure there had to be dozens of picturesque fancy lodges that weren’t out beyond civilization.

My best friend and his new wife were flying into Anchorage and then getting a coach out to the bay, I looked up at the rapidly greying sky and worry churned inside me.

I hoped their flight would be taking off soon, before the snow had a chance to truly kick-off.

Driving through the thick Alaskan flurries was not a fate I’d wish on anybody unfamiliar with them, or the roads.

I’d lived here almost three years now and hadn’t looked back to my life in New York.

There was enough bustle in Anchorage that I didn’t feel on edge but it was also a peaceful life, one I needed to combat the stress of being a relatively big-name lawyer.

I slowly began to relax as the smell of the leather seats sank into me, we’d left early to avoid traffic and the roads were relatively clear.

Sara fidgeted in the seat next to me and I raised an eyebrow in her direction, spotting the goosebumps on her arms immediately and reaching for the heat.

‘Thank you,’ she murmured and my dick gave a happy little jump inside my pants at the sound of her voice.

I needed to get my shit together.

‘Anytime,’ I said.

God, what was with my responses today? Normally, I had no trouble with women.

At the wedding, we’d got on like a house on fire – our chemistry had been off the charts and she’d made me laugh more than I could ever remember a woman doing.

Yet, now it was like all the charm and charisma had dried up, alongside my balls, this past long month.

Sara flicked through a page of her e-reader without another word and I sighed quietly.

I’d brought this on myself, I knew that, but being so close to something you knew you couldn’t have was a form of torture I’d never experienced before.

Sara Bridges didn’t want me and I wasn’t sure I’d ever be good enough for her even if she did.