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her aching muscles and all her tightly wound worries and stresses slowly dissolved away.
    She inhaled the deliciously fresh mountain air and relaxed, feeling more herself again. Sod Scott, she’d find a job somewhere else if necessary. The cafes in the resorts were always looking for English speakers and her French was passable, at least when it came to food and drink.
    Soon Holly wasn’t thinking of anything at all, just concentrating on the powerful jets as they massaged her thighs, her back and the space between her legs… She couldn’t help but think of Scott, of his mouth exploring her most sensitive flesh, caressing her with such surprising tenderness and generosity. Giving her a pleasure more intense than she’d imagined possible.
    ‘Hi.’ Scott’s real voice broke through her daydream.
    She sat up with a start, splashing through the surface of the water.
    ‘Oh, I thought you’d be out for the rest of the day.’ She blinked a few times, dazed by the transition from fantasy to reality. ‘You don’t mind me using the Jacuzzi do you? Only you said it was okay…’
    ‘What? No, of course it’s okay. I came back to see if you were all right. The group have turned out to be pretty experienced skiers so I’ve left Magda to look after them.’ He crouched down beside the Jacuzzi.
    She tried hard not to stare at his powerful thighs, at the strong hands that had stroked and caressed her so expertly. Tried to remember why she was angry with him…
    ‘I wanted to say sorry,’ he added more softly and laid a hand on her shoulder. ‘I didn’t give you a proper chance to explain. I shouldn’t have left you with Sven but taken you to the doctor myself. What’s the diagnosis?’
    ‘Some weird ligament thing I think, but the doctor popped it back in. I’m okay really. Look, I’m sorry too, I should have been more insistent when I tried to tell you I wasn’t a good skier. I was stupid to think I could fudge it and I'm sorry I gave you a scare,’ she replied.
    Scott exhaled, his tight jaw relaxing and some of the tension seeming to drain from his face.
    Did he want to take up where they’d left off as much as she did? Desire stirred inside her like a lazy snake uncoiling. Her nipples stiffened, visible through her bikini top. The cold air didn’t help.
    Scott’s gaze lowered to her chest, a slow smile creeping across his face. ‘You know we have the chalet to ourselves? Magda and the guests won’t be back until at least five and Sophie and Amelia are spending the evening in Geneva.’
    ‘Oh, really?’ She tried to sound causal and failed miserably.
    ‘So, if you’re okay what do you think about getting out of the tub and saying hello properly?’
    The sparkle was back in his eye, whatever clouds there had been between them seemingly blown away. The breath left her body.
    She’d been pretty much ready for him from the moment he touched her shoulder.
    ‘Okay.’ Any last vestige of shyness ebbed away as she stood up, revelling in the feel of his eyes on her body and the dilated pupils betraying his desire.
    He wants me.
The thought gave her courage and a newfound awareness of her sexual attractiveness. She thought she might do anything he wanted if he had the power to make her feel like this.
    He took her hand to help her out of the Jacuzzi and tugged her back towards the chalet. She was happy to let him take the lead. She could trust him.
    She did trust him, at a level deeper than conscious thought.
    He led her to the living room fireplace. Holly was glad she’d stoked the fire when she got back from the doctors and had put fresh logs on it. The dancing flames licked at the logs in a sensuous way that reminded her of Scott's fingers and tongue exploring her body.
    If he didn’t do something soon she’d explode.
    He tugged at the strings of her bikini top and bottoms and as they fell to the floor he stared at her naked body as though he were appreciating a painting. The heat from the fire warmed her