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       CHAPTER ONE

      “So, what’s that you’re reading?”

      Tash’s voice pierced Sophie’s happy bubble like a razor slashing a party balloon.

      “Just a book.” Sophie shifted on her bar stool, inching the Kindle screen away from Tash’s line of sight.

      Tash slid onto the cow-skin bar stool next to her and didn’t seem to pick up on Sophie’s irritation at being disturbed.

      “You’re early.” Tash swiveled towards her. “We’re not meeting until eight.”

      “I wanted a bit of time alone,” Sophie replied.

      Fat chance of that around here, or in the dorm room at Chalet Repos, or…anywhere for that matter.

      Privacy was the only luxury in short supply in Verbier.

      “Me too, those kids were making a right racket back at the chalet. I wish Scott would make it an adults-only chalet.” Tash grimaced.

      Sophie sighed heavily. Time to relinquish her vain hope for a bit of peace and quiet. There was no stopping Tash if she’d decided she wanted to talk to you. Things were certainly…difficult back at Chalet Repos, for more than one reason. But it wasn’t anything she wanted to talk to Tash about.

      “So, what are you reading Ms. Trent? Why don’t you want to tell me?” Tash had grabbed Sophie’s Kindle before Sophie could stop her.

      Sophie glared at Tash, who scrolled through the pages on-screen, a delighted smile on her face.

      “Ooh, it’s a romance. I didn’t know you were into these bodice-rippers.” Tash’s cat-like eyes gleamed, reflecting the bar’s tea lights. “So, what page are the dirty bits on?”

      “Ssh, will you keep it down?” Sophie reached for the Kindle but Tash lifted it above her head. She was only attracting more attention now from the other customers of Bar des Amis, some of them starting the après ski early, while others clearly hadn’t made it back to their accommodation to change from their ski gear yet. A hot flush crept up Sophie’s neck and heat radiated from her cheeks.

      She automatically cast her eyes down to the floor – the way she’d always coped whenever she wanted to disappear.

      What she’d give for a trap door right now. Or even just a chance to escape into her book again.

      “Nathan tenderly stroked the side of Ava’s face. Yet despite the tenderness, his dark eyes blazed with the heat of passion and her skin tingled at his touch. ‘Do you feel it too?’ he asked huskily as their eyes locked,” Tash read aloud in a ridiculously over-the-top acting voice. “Then he reached for her, his mouth was on her lips, tasting her hungrily as his hands slid down to cup her…”

      “For God’s sake, Tash, will you just shut up?” Sophie spoke fiercely into Tash’s ear, fighting the feelings of humiliation. She knew Tash wasn’t deliberately trying to ridicule her but this felt too much like all those horrible times at school for comfort. It felt like Tash had ripped all of Sophie’s clothes off, leaving

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