That Snowy Night

That Snowy Night

That Snowy Night

My life is about to become a holiday cliché.

Delilah

I never think I’ll see Alex Blake again. Most certainly not on the side of a snowy Alaskan highway.

Alex is a hazy memory—stolen summer kisses that keep me warm on lonely nights.

Life and geography got in the way. When my car skids off the highway in the darkness in Alaska, I’m plenty bitter and I’ve lost all faith in fantasies.

I didn’t count on Alex, didn’t count on his kisses setting me on fire, and most certainly not on him betting it all on us.

Alex

I never could forget Delilah Carter. She was my fantasy, but I figured that’s all she’d ever be.

Until I find her stranded on a snowy highway a few thousand miles away from where I last saw her. She’s still my fantasy.

But, this time, I get to make it all come true.