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she would accept, and although she was thin, he’d bet she could put away a meal if she set her mind to it. She didn’t strike him as the type who worried about her weight and dieting.
    “Three years.” She sucked her index finger into her mouth, licking mayonnaise off it. London didn’t appear to be performing the act to lure him in, but damn, it looked hot as hell.
    “What made you take a job at a ski lodge?” He wanted to keep her talking, find something she would open up and discuss with him. So far it had been questions and short answers.
    “There was a job opening,” she offered, her smile distant. She appeared distracted. “It’s a great ski lodge, the best in the state if you ask me.”
    “And why is that?” He didn’t know anything about any of the other ski lodges, but it was as good a time as any to learn.
    “This is the most beautiful part of the state. Anyone will tell you that.” She beamed as if she had something to do with making the mountains surrounding them appear as they did. “I know you just got here, but when you get a chance check out the architecture of this building. It used to be a mansion owned by a recluse millionaire. The story is downstairs on a plaque in the lobby. When the organization that bought it changed it into a ski lodge, they added on all these additions where all the rooms are.”
    “Fascinating,” he said, downing the remainder of his sandwich. He enjoyed listening to her.
    “But of course what really makes this the best ski lodge in the state is our award-winning customer service.” She beamed at him.
    He could imagine what she might win awards at, but saying as much would sound lewd. It would also probably scare her away. Marc hadn’t seen the real London yet. He wasn’t sure why she hid behind a mask, but her body language and tone of her voice suggested she’d yet to open up to him. God. He loved a challenge.
    “I’m not interested in customer service, but in the lady when she isn’t behind the counter,” he let her know, taking the plate that had held the sandwiches off the couch from between them and placing it on the coffee table.
    When he reached for her hair, anxious to feel if it was as silky as it looked, London grabbed his wrist. She had a firmer grip than he’d guessed she would.
    “You said earlier I was as interested in you as you were in me,” she said, her voice suddenly soft. “You saw body language, which is what most people see. That doesn’t mean attraction. It means I saw a good-looking man and appreciated his qualities.”
    “It’s mutual, sweetheart.” Although she had a grip, Marc twisted his wrist out of her grasp and locked his fingers between hers. “You are one hell of a beautiful woman.”
    She didn’t blush, which meant she’d heard the compliment many times before. Marc wasn’t surprised or offended.
    “Are you saying you’re interested in only the surface, but not what’s inside?”
    He definitely wanted to be inside her. “Your personal life is your business. I’m not trying to create some false image here. This is my vacation. I’m here for some much-needed downtime. I’d like to be with you while I’m here.”
    “I see.” She nodded once, as if trying to decide whether she would accept his terms or not.
    Marc didn’t see a problem in trying to convince her. Taking her jaw in one hand, he untangled their fingers and put his other hand on the side of her head. Her hair was like silk. When she tilted her head back, her gaze smoldered. But it was her lips, so soft and moist when he pressed his against hers, that tilted his world to the side.
    She opened for him, and the invitation hardened every inch of his body. Marc dragged his fingers through her hair and wrapped his arms around her. When he dipped inside her mouth, her tongue met his with hunger he hadn’t anticipated. A sense of vertigo attacked his system when he devoured her.
    Marc wasn’t sure what he’d expected out of their first kiss. He