Snowbound with the Biker (Holiday Encounters Book 2) by Amy Lamont Page B

enough.” His lips quirked up and he held something out to me. In the dim light streaming in from the living room, I couldn’t quite make out what it was, but I reached for it.
    “Thought you might like to put that on during dinner.” He smirked at me. “Though if you want to go with what you’re wearing right now, I don’t have any objections.”
    “Dinner?” I fought off the sudden shot of shyness brought on by Hunter’s quick perusal of my body.
    I shook out the material in my hand. It was the t-shirt he’d worn all day. Oh God, I was going to eat dinner with Hunter wearing nothing but his t-shirt. I didn’t waste any time slipping it over my head and smoothing it over my thighs.
    “Yes, dinner. For some reason I seem to have worked up an appetite.” He held his hand out to me, and I took it.
    He tugged me into the living room, and I stopped short.
    Holy smokes . While I’d been worrying that Hunter ditched me on the mountainside, he’d been busy transforming the cabin into a cozy winter hideaway. The fire was high now in the fireplace, crackling and dancing. He’d pulled a few cushions from the couch and set them around the fire, along with a pile of blankets. Plates and a few covered bowls sat on the coffee table. And he’d even lit a few fat pillar candles that now sat in the middle of the coffee table, giving the room a cozy glow.
    I turned to him, shaking my head. “I can’t believe you did all this.”
    He stiffened. It was a tiny movement, but as someone who spent the better part of her teen years fascinated with every nuance of his expressions, I didn’t miss the way his shoulders tensed and his jaw tightened.
    Our earlier conversation came back to me. I bit my lip as my heart squeezed. He’d let me in on some of the insecurity he’d felt all these years. My own impression of him as a player hadn’t evaporated in an instant after we’d spent the afternoon together. It would be silly to think his defensiveness would just fade away.
    But this I could do something about.
    I stepped over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing a soft kiss on his chest before I rested my chin there to look up at him. “This could have been a miserable night stuck up here. You already made it one of the best nights of my life, but this is just amazing. Thank you.”
    His entire body relaxed into me, his arms coming around my shoulders as he smiled. “Don’t thank me yet. You might not feel too grateful once you see the dinner I managed to put together.”
    I giggled. “I remember the contents of the cabinets. I’m pretty sure whatever you made, I’ll be happy you worked me out so thoroughly before we sat down to eat.”
    His eyes went dark at my words and the intensity of his look had me holding my breath.
    “Don’t worry, babe, I intend to give you a workout after dinner, too.”
    Oh, boy . Every nerve ending in my body sat up and did a happy dance.
    He kissed me hard and fast, and then pulled me over to the comfy nest he’d made in front of the fire. “But I’ll let you eat first. You’ll need the energy.”
    At his wicked grin, I almost begged him to skip dinner all together. But I managed to keep my hormones under control. For the most part.
    ***
    I woke to sunlight streaming in through the gauzy curtains in the cabin’s front windows and the sound of a ringing phone. But considering I woke up naked with my cheek on Hunter’s chest, my arm around his bare middle, and his arms holding me close, I couldn’t bring myself to care too much about either thing. I moved my gaze over to see the fire had all but died out overnight.
    “Babe, that’s the second time your phone rang in the last ten minutes. You think someone’s worried about you?”
    Dear. Lord . Hunter’s gravelly morning voice needed to come with a warning. Despite the workout he’d given me last night after our dinner of mac and cheese and potato chips washed down with ice-cold beer, parts of me jumped up and took