Chapter 35

Nicholas felt cramped, unrested and decidedly bad-tempered when he woke up. The fact that Caroline had got up some time during the night to cover him with a second blanket did very little to lighten his mood. So it was as well that she had already left the bedroom, probably in search of breakfast. Or possibly a way out of here! Nicholas very much doubted that she would relish the idea of staying on, sharing this bedroom with him, for a second night.

One glance out of the window showed him that she was out of luck. Yet more snow seemed to have fallen during the night. At least nine or ten inches of it covered the ground around the Range Rover, with drifts two or three feet deep in places. He glanced back at the empty bed. The fact that it was now neatly remade did not detract from his memories of lying there with Caroline the previous night. Of kissing her. Touching her.

She had the sexiest mouth he had ever kissed, so soft and yielding, her lips full and sensual. As for