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with a grin, though she felt inexplicably sad at the realization that their little pow-wow would have to end so soon.
    “Yeah, thanks,” Heath grumbled, hopping off the tailgate and helping her down as well, though the fact that he’d offered his hand and even more that she’d taken it seemed to be a surprise for both of them.
    Sable froze for a moment, her hand still in his, realizing how very tall Heath was in comparison to her and how close they were. And how dark it was. And how much she wanted him to kiss her.
    What?! No you don’t!
    Sable recoiled from him, bumping into the truck for a moment before she could hop to the side and put a few paces between them.
    “Guess I’ll see you at the game,” she called, rushing toward the house.
    “Guess so,” Heath called back, and the silence that followed seemed deafening. “Hey, Sable?”
    “Yeah?” she asked, too mortified by her own lack of decorum to stop and turn around.
    “Think we could do this again sometime?”
    “Sure!” she responded. “Have your people get in touch with my people!”
    What the hell are you doing, Sable? Oh my God. Just shut up!
    “I’ll get straight on that,” Heath said, chuckling as he opened the driver’s side door and slipped in.
    Sable took the stairs to the guesthouse in twos, and when she put her hand on the handle of the front door, she turned to watch Heath flick on the high beams and pull out of the yard. She was as surprised as anyone to find herself grinning like a fool in love when she stepped into the house, shaking her head.
    You’re so screwed.
 

CHAPTER SIX
    Heath
     
    “Keep up!” Heath roared, plowing through the pristine, fresh snow on the snowmobile, his voice carrying over the growl of the engine.
    The grin he was wearing was the most genuine he’d had in a long, long time, and despite having to keep his eyes on where he was going, he kept glancing over his shoulder at the beautiful creature catching up to him with every twist and turn. Sable was only behind him by a couple of lengths now and if he didn’t speed it up, she was going to overtake him.
    Can’t let her win that easy, he thought, revving the engine harder and making a tight turn around a couple of thick pine trees, cutting Sable’s path off and giving himself a slightly more leisurely lead.
    They’d been on the mountain for more than four hours now, riding around and seeing how hard they could make the adrenaline pump through their veins. Answer was—pretty damn hard! Heath whooped as Sable caught up to him again and they broke out of the stretch of forest they’d been going through neck and neck, snow billowing behind them like a thick carpet. He glanced at her and she grinned back, the safety goggles muddling her gorgeous eyes, but her lips still just as inviting as they had been that night at the bar.
    Fuck, she’s gorgeous, he thought, losing his concentration for a moment and causing him to make a hazardous turn to avoid hitting a large rock sticking out right in the middle of his path.
    “Shit!” he hissed, going into a tailspin.
    He managed to right his course just in time to avoid rolling over, but it killed the engine. Sable turned around and a moment later she was next to him, smiling like she’d just won the Super Bowl and the Stanley Cup together.
    “I was telling you, man. If you can’t stand the heat…”
    “Very funny,” Heath quipped back, brushing a hand through his hair as he peeled off the helmet and the goggles before relaxing on the seat, taking a deep breath.
    It wasn’t just Sable who was gorgeous to look at. They were high up on one of the mountains surrounding Shifter Grove and from their vantage point, they could see Wolf’s Eye Lake, the ice arena in the distance, and even dots of the town itself, chimneys poking up out of the snow. The day was serene and though the sun was tipping low, the snow shimmered and caught every ray of sunshine it could, everything pristinely quiet around them now that