inches they were getting tonight. Since Grace wouldn’t be getting any inches anytime soon—considering she hadn’t been on a date in ages—she was less excited than the masses. Then again, they were talking about snow, and she was…well, she wasn’t.
She waved to Jared, the concierge—a guy who knew everyone and everything and made things happen around the resort—and when she felt Nate’s hand on the small of her back as he guided her through the throng, she leaned in closer to him.
Inside the restaurant, Jaelyn came to greet them. Gracie liked Jaelyn, and had seen her at the Cave quite a few times. The Cave was a place where locals and vacationers convened, drank beer around a bonfire, and hooked up at the end of the night.
Jaelyn cast Nate a huge smile, and when he smiled back, the pretty, tall blonde looked like she was about to shimmy out of her panties and hand them over him. “The perfect table just opened up,” she said. “Follow me.”
They trailed behind, and Grace couldn’t help but look at the girl’s perky ass. God, what Grace would do to have a tight backside like that. But no, she was gifted with a wide load that nearly registered on the Richter scale when she walked. At least she didn’t beep when she backed up.
They followed Jaelyn through the dining room until she stopped at a table near the window overlooking the back courtyard, where several vacationers were taking advantage of the man-made ice rink. After taking their drink order, Jaelyn disappeared, giving them a moment with the menu.
“Can we do that instead of skiing,” Grace asked, pointing to the skaters.
“Not instead of, but another time, for sure.” When she frowned, Nate said, “Come on Gracie, I know you’re going to love it when you get the hang of it.”
She fiddled with her menu. “Then you don’t know me at all.”
He angled his head, his expression wounded. “Sure I do.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.
“Okay, tell me what you know then.”
His lips turned up at the corner. “Well, you’re going to spend twenty minutes looking at the menu, debate over pasta and salmon, then decide on salmon because pasta sticks to your thighs and salmon doesn’t. Then, when Jaelyn comes back, you’ll order the pasta anyway and love it.”
She folded her arms and glared at him.
He laughed. “How am I doing so far?”
Lifting her nose in the air she said, “You’re completely wrong.”
He shrugged like it was nothing. “Okay. And just for the record, there isn’t a thing wrong with your thighs.”
She made a face to show she didn’t believe him then said, “Well fine. I know you, too. You’ll look over the menu forever then order the burger.” She rolled her eyes and dragged out her next words, “Because everything has to come on a bun.”
“Yup, you’re right.” He closed his menu. “Burger it is.”
Jaelyn brought their drinks, placing a white wine in front of Grace and a local beer on tap next to Nate, then grabbed her notepad. “All ready to order?” she asked, her gaze focused entirely on Nate.
He held his hand out to Grace. “What will you have, Gracie?” he asked.
“Pasta,” she mumbled under her breath, twirling her wine glass in her hands so she didn’t have to see that sexy smirk on his face. After he ordered his burger and Jaelyn left, she turned things back to business.
“Okay, so I’m ready for my first lesson.” She rested her forearms on the table and leaned toward him, wanting to keep their conversation private. “Teach me everything you know about love.”
Nate’s hands brushed up against hers as he looked around the busy restaurant. He gave a slight nod with his head. “See that couple over there?” Before she could turn, he whispered, “Look, but don’t be conspicuous.”
She casually angled her head to see some guy texting, paying zero attention to his girl as she sat there with a frown on