donât I?â
Lainey shoved her arms into her coat sleeves. âOh, right. Weâll just have to figure it out one thing at a time, wonât we?â
She opened the door and stopped. âOh,â she said.
He went up behind her and started to laugh. A good two feet of snow had been packed against the door and now formed a semi-wall.
âGive me two minutes and Iâll shovel you a path.â
âDonât be silly. Iâll do it.â
The shovel was still stuck in the snowbank beside the door, and he watched as she reached for it, trying not to touch the wall of snow and knock it indoors. She managed it, but when she stuck the shovel in the first time, the drift started to collapse on itself. Powdery snow fell back inside the doorway.
âDammit.â
Todd was going to offer to help again, but he saw the determined set to her jaw and let her be. Instead, while she began clearing a path to the back door of the inn, he finished tidying his bedding and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and clean up a bit. There was a lot of snow. Sheâd be sick of it by the time she reached the back, and heâd take the shovel and do the front walks down to the parking lot.
By the time he got outside, she was three-quarters of the way to the back door, clearing a two-foot-wide path that would need to be widened later. When he reached her, he took the shovel from her hands and started throwing snow in big scoops.
âYou didnât take long getting out here,â she said, stepping back.
âYouâre going to be busy, and I figured I should earn my breakfast,â he replied, turning around and smiling for a moment, wanting to leave things on a friendlier note than this morningâs cool reception. âAt least itâs not heavy, wet stuff.â
âThereâs enough of it though that moving it will be an adventure. The plows are going to be busy for a day or two.â
He got to the back step and started clearing the entire width. âIâm sure the main highways will be open. You wonât have to worry about putting up with me for a second night.â
âThatâs not what I meant.â
The fact that he wouldnât have minded being stranded another night was probably bad news. From all the signs, he was pretty sure that she regretted what had happened between them. He was more sorry about that than he expected.
Todd started on the next step, but paused when Lainey put her hand on his arm. He looked down at the thick mitten and swallowed, tightly. Sheâd hardly looked at him since getting up, let alone touched him. He lifted his gaze and found her eyes steady on him, her cheeks bright pink. That could have been caused by the cold and the physical exertion of shoveling, though.
âTodd, I really donât know what to say this morning. And Iâm responsible for what happens for about a dozen people today, and maybe tomorrow, too, so my mind is running overtime, and I donât want this to be awkward, you know?â
Maybe not regret then. Maybe Lainey was just overwhelmed. She was running this place single-handed, which normally would be okay in the off season, but she was full up right now. She didnât have time to think about him or them or what had happened last night.
âItâs okay.â He smiled down at her. âYouâve got a lot on your plate this morning. Letâs tackle that first.â
âFirst?â She looked unsure, so he let go of the shovel and cupped her chin in his gloved hand, just lightly, but enough that it held her still as he dropped the lightest of kisses on her surprised lips.
âYes, first,â he replied. Last night wasnât the end of it, but today wasnât the time to get into it. He let go of her chin and went back to throwing snow off the steps until a path was cleared to the door. âGo on in and warm up,â he ordered, âand Iâll be in as soon as I
Katlin Stack, Russell Barber