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Snow crunched under the tyres of the four by four as Tim pulled up onto the driveway outside the chalet. “Here we go,” he said. He leaned over to Fiona in the passenger seat and kissed her on the cheek before they both giggled and flung the doors open. In the back seat Lilly pulled her shawl closer around her shoulders. Why had she even bothered to come? She was selfish, that’s what it was. The boot flew open, letting in a gust of crisp, alpine air and she gasped. “Come on Lil,” Fiona said, over their bags. “It’ll be warmer inside.” With a rustle of fabric, a dark puffa jacket hit her in the face. She clawed it off and bundled up her shawl so she could put the coat on. Then she stepped out of the car onto the thin layer of snow outside the chalet. The resort nestled in the lea of a white frosted mountain. Pale sunlight lanced down from a blue sky dusted with a few high clouds, and turned the snow on every surface to a coating of diamond dust. Further down the mountain’s slopes the lower part of the resort disappeared in a blanket of low cloud tumbling off the adjacent peaks. “Wow.” “I know, right?” Fiona appeared by her side. A few strands of her blond hair had escaped her braid and tickled her face in the light breeze. “You can’t possibly be sad here. I don’t want to hear another word about that asshole Greg. The three of us are going to have the best time ever.” “You really don’t have to worry about me.” Fiona put an arm around her shoulder and gave her a squeeze. “Nonsense. You’re my best friend. It’s my job to cheer you up and make you feel better.” Lilly forced a smile.*** Her boots clicked into the binders on her skis and Lilly slid uncertainly onto the icy ground at the base of the ski lift. “It’s okay guys, really. I’ll be fine on my own in the class. You go and have fun.” Her feet started to slide away from her and she dug her poles into the ground. With a few deft bursa escort motions Fiona swung herself around in front of her. “Oh don’t be silly. I’m not leaving you with a bunch of strangers. We’ll teach you, won’t we, Tim?” Tim cast a longing gaze at the ski lift disappearing up into the low clouds, but nodded. “Sure. You’ll pick it up much faster with one-on-one tuition.” “But you’ve been looking forward to this trip since the summer.” “Looking forward to spending time with you. Now come on.” Fiona held her hands out and Lilly took hold. “Turn your toes in like a V-shape and bend your knees slightly.” Fiona pulled her forward towards a tiny, ten meter slope. Her instincts told her to back away and, as she picked up speed, she straightened her legs and leaned back. “Lean forward, forward,” Fiona said trying to hold her steady. With a swoop in her stomach the skis lifted at the front and she tried to back pedal. One ski shot forward between Fiona’s legs, the other twisted around and she ended up in a crumpled heap on the ground, still holding Fiona’s hands. “Sorry,” she muttered, pushing her dark hair back from her face. “Oh don’t be silly. You’re supposed to fall your first time, it’s how you learn. Come on.” Fiona and Tim helped her to her feet. “Let’s try that again.”*** After an exhausting few hours on the ski slopes, Lilly, Tim and Fiona dropped their skis off at the chalet and returned to the little town to pick up some supplies. “You did really well today,” Fiona said as they drove back up the hill. “At this rate you’ll be – ohh!” She jumped as her phone rang in her pocket. “Hey little brother, everything okay?” Lilly tuned her out and curled up on the back seat. By the end of the session she’d managed to make her first run down the beginner’s slope without falling over but she felt sore all over and had blisters on both heels. The idea of bursa escort bayan more difficult slopes was not appealing. And, while it had been just over two months since she split with Greg, watching Tim and Fiona flirt and tease each other just reminded her that she was on her own. The chalet rolled into view and drew closer. Someone sat on the steps in front of the door with a pair of skis propped against the porch. He dropped the fur lined hood of his cream jacket back as they climbed out of the car. “Hey,” he said as he got to his feet. “Umm, hi, can we help you?” Lilly asked. Fiona pushed her way past. “Aidan, how are you?” She gave the newcomer a friendly hug. “Not bad, Fi. You guys are okay with this, right? Jace said you had a spare room but I wasn’t sure he’d actually checked.” “You guessed right. He just called me to let me know you were coming. But it’s cool. Are they your skis?” “Yep.” He hefted his bag onto one shoulder. Lilly stood baffled as they disappeared inside Tim struggled past with two arm loads of groceries and she snapped out of it. “Wait, let me help.” She took half the bags out of his hands and followed him in. “I’m afraid Jace had it a bit wrong,” Fiona said. “We are a person short but we only have the two rooms.” Lilly cringed. Aidan glanced over at her and smiled. “Do you think if I ask nicely she’ll let me share?” Fiona gave him a sisterly cuff on the arm. “Ow. I’m happy with the couch, so long as you guys are happy for me to be here,” he said, rubbing his arm. Lilly stood uncertainly in the hallway with her shopping bags still hanging from her hands. “Here, let me take those.” Aidan eased the bags off her fingers. “Umm, sure.” “Looking forward to hitting the slopes tomorrow?” he asked. “Umm, I guess. I’m not all that good.” Oh God, another one who wanted to go adventuring on the snow. Maybe the three of them escort bursa would arrange to take turns babysitting her. Could this get any worse?*** Lilly escaped to her room to unpack her things and then Tim ordered pizza and they each had a few beers. When Fiona and Tim retreated to the kitchen to wash up, Aidan dropped onto the couch next to her. “So, can I ask what happened with the fourth guy?” “Um, sure. Not much to say really. Greg and I were dating, now we’re not.” “Who ended it?” “He did. He started seeing someone else. I suppose I should be grateful he didn’t do it behind my back for very long.” “Shit, I’m sorry.” “Oh don’t be. I’m over it.” “Still sucks. Good on you for getting on with your life though. Better to be here than sat at home eating ice cream, right?” He offered her his bottle. She clinked hers against it and smiled. He was right; she had every right to be here, enjoying her holiday. None of this was her fault and she should be grateful her friends cared about her enough to worry about her happiness. “So how come you’re here?” “My mother’s French, and I’m studying here. Not, you know, here here, but in France. And Fiona’s brother Jace said there was a free holiday going.” “What are you studying?” “French. Language and culture.” “Cool, say something in French.” He took a swig from his bottle then looked her in the eye. “ Vous avez les yeux plus beaux que j’ai jamais vu ” Lilly giggled. “What did you say?” He smiled. “I said you have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.” Her cheeks heated. “Can you say anything less corny in French?” He shook his head. “French is made up of corny lines, you didn’t know that? And they sound so much better in French. Vous faites battre mon cœur et ma tourner la tête.” “Stop it.” He winked at her and took another slurp from his bottle. ***As the evening went on Aidan seemed to flirt with her at every opportunity. She couldn’t tell if he was doing it just to be friendly or because he was genuinely interested. Was she interested? She definitely had a warm glow inside which he had everything to do with. She gathered up a few of the empty beer bottles and took them over to the kitchen.

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