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man.” Bright light from the fridge washes over me when I open it, and I splash milk into my mug.
    I head toward the stairs. “I’ll be down in a bit.”
    “No rush. We’ve got an hour before we need to leave.” Dry dog food rumbles as he scoops it out to fill the bowls.
    When I get to my room, plush carpet is soft under my feet as I pad my way to the bathroom. I flip my showerhead to the gentle rain setting and step under the cascade of water. The warmth envelops me, and I let the excitement of looking at real estate flood through my veins. I hope Christian doesn’t mind if I add a few places to his list once I get a feel for what he wants.
    I dress in jeans and a simple long-sleeve tee. Leaving my hair wet, I know it will air dry in soft waves before it’s time to go. My cowboy boot heels clunk down the stairs as the dogs rush to greet me. Tongues loll as they pant from exercise.
    I say, “You must be fun. I’m surprised they didn’t scratch at my bedroom door to be let in.”
    “I found some balls, and we played fetch for a while.”
    “Ah, their favorite game.” I take in the spotless kitchen. “You cook, clean, and play with my dogs. Would you consider living here this winter?” I flash him my megawatt smile.
    “Wow, I got the model smile. I may have to think this over.”
    I giggle. “I don’t fight fair, just so you know.”
    Christian banters back. “I grew up with Gretchen. I’ve got this covered.”
    He’s wearing faded jeans that look soft as butter and a tight tee that shows off his exercise habits. I think I’d like to see those muscles in action.
    I power up my laptop, and a bar stool scrapes against the wood floor as I sit at the counter. “Do you have a list of the places we’re going to see today?”
    Christian reaches around me from behind with both arms, trapping me as he starts to type on the keyboard. “Let me pull up the site and show you.”
    The heat from his body seeps into me, and I should just hand the computer over, but I don’t and let myself enjoy his touch.
    He murmurs. “You smell good, like a spring day.”
    “You smell good too.” My body hums with desire, and I wish I were brave enough to turn around and kiss him.
    Listings appear on the screen, and he clicks on the first one. Christian steps away and sits on the chair beside me while my body whimpers at the loss. We cruise through his choices, and I pull up a few houses that I recall being similar. When we’re done, it’s time to go.
    I offer to drive, and we back out of the garage into a blue-sky day. Snow is light on the ground but covers the mountains in the distance. I say, “What a gorgeous day for looking at properties. You’ll get a real sense of the views.”
    “I can’t imagine there are many places here that don’t have something beautiful outside the windows.” Christian is in the passenger seat and slides up next to me to take a selfie of us while I drive.
    “True, I think that’s one of the reasons I love living here. Are you texting Gretchen?”
    “I am. I figure I should let her know I’m about to become a ski bum.” His fingers tap on the touch screen of his phone. “Do you plan to make Breckenridge your long-term home?”
    “I’m not sure I think about anything in the long term, but it’s a possibility. There’s a certain peace I feel here.” Evergreen trees frame the road as we make our way into town.
    When I stop at the traffic light, Christian leans in and kisses me on the cheek. His light stubble prickles and shocks me. Blood rushes to my face as he says, “That was from Gretchen.”
    “Oh.” I glance quickly to see his smirk. “You love getting me flustered, don’t you?”
    “I do. You’re cute like this.”
    I shake my head as I pull out to the main road. “I’m going to have to talk to Gretchen and get some ammunition to fight back.”
    “That, or just ask.”
    The real estate office is on the left, and my blinker ticks as I wait to turn. “Okay, how do I