Watching Noah slide one of her skis into place on her ski boot, she said, "You look like you’ve done that before. Do you have kids?" Her unsaid question, "Or a wife?" hung between them.
"No wife. No kids." He attached her other ski. "But I used to be a ski instructor back in college."
She made a face. "I’m pretty sure the last instructor I took a class from quit."
He gave her that breath-stealing grin again. "I’ve always thrived on a challenge."
What was he saying? Was he offering to spend the day with her?
A fantasy of spending an entire day with Noah, his hot eyes caressing her, his hands on her as he picked her up when she fell, spun through her brain. If she could manage to redeem her earlier performance, would he reward her progress with a kiss? Or more?
Watching her carefully, he said, "All you need to do is listen to your body. It isn’t about the skis or poles or your feet or the mountain. It’s only about you. And how you feel." His seductive words wrapped around her. "I could show you how to do that, Colbie."
"You make it sound so easy," she said in a far less steady voice than she would have liked.
"Not necessarily easy," he countered, "but worth it."
She was tempted, so very tempted to take him up on his offer. But how could she forget what had happened at Christmas with Rob? He’d wanted to spend the weekend at a ritzy ski resort in Colorado and had promised her that it would be no big deal to teach her how to ski well. Of course, after only an hour on the mountain, he’d started cursing when she’d accidentally cut him off and he had to take a nosedive in the snow to avoid crashing into her.
Almost certain that any impromptu lesson with Noah was bound to end the same way, and not at all in the mood to look any more like a fool than she already did, she forced herself to turn him down.
"You came to have a good time today. Not to surmount the insurmountable challenge of teaching me to ski. Besides," she said, grasping for any reason she could find, "I’m here with some girlfriends for the weekend."
He made a show of looking all around her. "Your friends let you go skiing by yourself?"
"Not exactly," she admitted. "I didn’t want to hold them back, so I told them to go on without me to the harder runs."
"Sounds to me like you’ve got the whole day to yourself, Colbie." The way he said her name felt like a heated whisper across her skin. "Let me prove to you that I’m up to the challenge."
If he had said anything else, she might simply have thanked him for helping her get her skis, pushed off with her poles, and been down at the bottom of the hill within a matter of minutes, leaving him behind. But the word challenge got her. After all, it was why she’d gotten on the ski lift in the first place. It was also the reason she’d quit her job and signed a 12-month retail lease for Indulgence just a handful of weeks ago.
All her life she’d worked hard to please other people, but the way Rob had treated her had been the last straw. Finally, she’d decided to start pleasing herself.
Suddenly, she couldn’t think of anything that would please her more than spending a day with a gorgeous man on a snowy mountain in Lake Tahoe.
She looked up at Noah and smiled. "If you’re really up to playing teacher today, then I’ll try to be the best student you’ve ever had."
Chapter Three
Noah’s entire body reacted to the unintentional sensuality of Colbie’s words. He wanted to pull her against him again and find out if her mouth tasted as good as it looked. But he could sense how wary she was about spending a few hours with him, so he knew better than to push her too hard.
Later, after she felt more comfortable with him, he’d steal a kiss.
"Leave your poles in the snow for now," he told her. "I want you to hold on to my hands instead."
She hesitated for a moment. "Is this how you taught all of your students?"
He grinned at her. "Only the pretty ones."
Flushing, she put her hands in his. "Okay, now what?"
"Close your eyes." Her immediate frown was so cute, he had to laugh out loud. "Don’t worry, you’ll be keeping them open once we head down the hill."
She looked down toward the bottom and grimaced. "If only we could stay up here forever."
"Colbie." He waited until she looked back at him. "I’m not going to make you do anything you’re not ready for. Trust me."
He could see in her eyes that she understood he wasn’t just talking about skiing. He was talking about the two of them. After a long moment, she finally nodded, then closed her eyes as he’d asked her to.
"Adjust your weight so that you’re standing evenly on both skis." When she wobbled a little on her skis and stiffened, he said, "Don’t worry, I’ve got you and I’m not going to let you fall." Again, he let his promise settle into her before continuing. "I want you to get comfortable, to feel like you’re standing as normally as possible, even though you’re in boots and skis. That’s why I asked you to close your eyes, so that you’re not depending on anything but what you’re feeling."
As she adjusted her weight from one foot to the other with her eyes closed, he took the opportunity to stare at her. She had long, dark eyelashes and her features were beautifully defined, her cheekbones high, her mouth lush and kissable. Her eyes had been as blue as the lake and her long, dark hair fell in waves down her shoulders, falling to cover the swell of her br**sts. If she was this beautiful in a ski jacket and pants, he couldn’t imagine how gorgeous she’d be with nothing on at all, her hair like silk over creamy skin, her big blue eyes blurry with desire as she looked up at him from his bed.