Stranded with Mr. Snow

Part 6 “For the road.” Hudson handed her the festive tin. Savoy abruptly stopped the motion of the container with her palm and shook her head. “Nah, one is enough.” “One?” His eyebrows knitted but it wasn’t from the bright sun beaming over them doing nothing to combat the wintry temperature that made his leather…

Stranded with Mr. Snow

Part 3 Savoy didn’t burn the chili but she did burn the tip of her tongue trying to sneak a taste while Hudson was rummaging around in the basement storage. Sue her. She was hungry. There was only so much hunger that could be abated with snickerdoodles and two mocha lattes. Her taste buds yearned…

Stranded with Mr. Snow

Part 2 The hike Hudson referred to was more like a twelve-minute walk along a well-trodden trail through a wintry forest. It would have felt longer due to the frigid wind chill but since Savoy had good company in Hudson it felt like half that. Plus, the warmth that wafted from his arm as she…