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what does it matter what he’s like if he’s good in bed?”
    “Ella!” I cried out. She shrugged.
    “I’m just saying. After the week you’ll be gone again. There’s nothing wrong with having some fun. A wild mystery man might be just what you need.”
    Wild. Mystery. Huh.
    She put a plate in front of me with eggs and bacon. Another plate landed on the table with toast, and she handed us mugs with steaming coffee as well.
    “You should be hung over more often,” I said, sipping the scalding liquid. “You’ve never served me food before.”
    “I was up early,” she said.
    Kate came out of the room. “I smell bacon.”
    “Sit, Ella’s serving,” I said. Ella threw a dishcloth at me and I nearly spilled my coffee.
    “We have another lesson in an hour,” Ella said, glancing at her wrist watch.
    “I might just die,” I said.
    “George will be there to resuscitate you,” Kate said with shimmering eyes.
    I groaned.
     
    We met George on the slope. We’d taken care of our skis now that we knew how, and he joined us after we were geared up and ready.
    My muscles were unhappy, they always felt worse after a night of drinking, but it was much easier this time, and I didn’t fall nearly as often as the two days before. I actually enjoyed it. Id’ also remembered to apply sun block. In a winter wonderland where the temperature was somewhere around twenty degrees the smell of sun block was out of place.
    George paid special attention to me, and I did what he told me. He was the instructor, and he knew what he was talking about, after all. But other than that I ignored him. I made eye contact only when I had to, and I tried to get up every time I fell before he could come over and touch me. After a while he got the hint and focused more on Kate.
    Good. She could have him. I wasn’t going to spend time with someone that treated me like I was an idiot, writing corny poetry that had a crappy ending.
    After we finished, George called me and beckoned me over. I hesitated. I didn’t really want to talk to him. When he beckoned again, I gave in. His blue eyes followed me as I skied closer to him. They were unguarded and blue like the sky. I had to force myself to look away. He really was handsome, and I wanted to stare at him. His eyes held the same kind of regard as they did yesterday.
    “I take it you’re angry,” he said. “I’m sorry you feel that way.”
    “You’re sorry?” I asked in a calm voice. Point for me. “Is this your idea of a joke?”
    He shook his head. “I’m the last person in the world that thinks this is funny,” he said. His face was serious and his eyes changed to a lighter, harder blue.
    “Well, I’m not into games,” I said. My words were clipped.
    “I was telling you the truth, though,” he said. “Even if you don’t believe me. This isn’t exactly the way I use to get girls, you know. I wouldn’t just make an ass of myself for no reason.”
    I was getting angrier. My blood became hot under my skin and I was suddenly sweating in my warm clothes.
    “I don’t have time for this. I’m here to have fun, not to spend time with crazies.”
    He looked wounded. “I’m not crazy,” he said. It was like me thinking that of him was really a problem.
    “So then prove it,” I said, and crossed my arms over my chest. There wasn’t a lot he could do to get out of that one. He wouldn’t be able to prove it and I would win.
    “I don’t think—“
    “I thought so,” I said.
    His eyes flashed white, and a ripple traveled across his skin. He glanced around us, like he was checking for someone watching. Then he looked me dead in the eye. His eyes suddenly changed into a deadly yellow, the whites around his irises melting into the venomous color. His pupils became a liquid black that grew until it ate up his irises, and only the black was left. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. He had me under some sort of spell. He was suddenly in my mind, I could feel him inside of me,