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were groups of people clogging the passageway, chatting and taking their sweet time. He felt his temper rise. "Could you please hurry it up?" Exasperated, he pushed through the crowd. "I'm sorry, but my girl is waiting for me and I'm already late."
    "Let the man through, let the man through," someone sh outed. The group parted like a mini Red Sea and the young men on board patted Kurt's back as he rushed down the aisle.
    "Thanks guys," Kurt said . Once off the plane, he shouldered his way through the crowded airport trying to catch up to Andrea.
     
    A vision of winter white greeted Andrea as she waited for the limo to take her to Vail. She inhaled deeply and took a few minutes to watch the young and the not-so-young struggle with their luggage and ski equipment. Their booted feet crunched the icy snow, which gave an undeniable reason why they had come to this winter wonderland. Empty limos stood their ground and waited for their chauffeurs to return with passengers. The freezing cold bit back at the hordes of people and caused noses to run and eyes to water. Puffs of vapor escaped as the frolicsome crowd shouted and pulsated with excitement. They boarded the Colorado Mountain Express as soon as it appeared.
    Andrea scanned the confusing scene . Where’s that limo Jason promised? Just then she noticed an empty car and stepped off the curb to see if her name sat on the dashboard. Unexpectedly, her foot slipped and before she knew what had happened, someone grabbed her from behind and held her up before she hit the ground. Embarrassed, she turned and looked into beautiful, calming blue eyes.
    "Excuse me," she mumbled, and tried to discipline her voice.
    "You're excused only if we can share that limo," he said with total conviction.
    "We may be going in different directions," she sai d in a controlled voice, careful not to show her feelings.
    "I don't think so. There's only one direction to Vail Village."
    He grabbed her bags and headed toward the limo.    
    She held her ground. "You’re Kurt, Emily's brother, aren't you?"
    He turned. "I wondered when you'd recognize me."
    She pushed her hair back and moved her head slightly to establish perspective and scrutinize his face. "You look different,” she remarked. “It's been, what, four years?"
     
    "No, five, " he said, holding her luggage and staring directly into her eyes.
    "I never would have expected to see you here. Emily told me you may be coming home, but she didn't say when. When did you get back?"
    He combed his blonde hair back with his fingers. "Would you believe late last night?” He studied the enormous banks of snow. “I haven't seen this much snow in years. It's more beautiful than I remembered, and so are you," he whispered.
    "What did you say?"
    "Oh, I just commented on the beautiful snow."
    She watched him. His moves were forceful, yet precise.
    He took her by the arm and directed her into the limo. The gesture contained an intimacy she hadn't expected, along with a quickening from deep down within.
    "I'm staying at the Sebastian Vail Resort," she said, and took a deep breath.
     
    Kurt slouched comfortably against the soft comfort of the limo. He watched as Andrea stared out at the snow -filled mountains. She crossed and uncrossed her legs at least four times and glanced at her watch just as many times. His practiced masculine eye took in every detail of her in the fifteen minutes they'd been driving. "Is something bothering you, Andrea? You keep staring at your watch. Do you have an appointment with someone?" he asked casually.
    She breathed an exasperated sigh and wrinkled her nose. "Well, I do have to meet someone for dinner in about two hours."
    "Business or pleasure?"
    "Business," she responded, threatened by the strangeness of the whole situation.
    "Me too," he said and checked his watch. "Don't worry; you'll be there in plenty of time." Uneasiness coupled with irritation dripped from his voice as he told the driver to speed it up.
    "Now, is