CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Focus. Fast. Finish.
Not exactly what Ry had told Brynn last night after they’d kissed goodnight, but that had become her mantra. She touched her lips, a reminder of his kiss, of him. Her crush had exploded into something more. Each time she repeated or thought the words, Ry occupied a bigger piece of her heart. That wasn’t a distraction; it was a comfort.
The mantra kept her going through her first run of the day. Brynn finished, which was a huge accomplishment given her injuries. Her time wasn’t good enough. She needed to go faster and complete the course. Imagining Ry’s smile calmed her nerves. She could do this.
Focus. Fast. Finish.
Riding the ski lift for her second run of the giant slalom, Brynn repeated the three words. The wind hit her. Snowflakes pricked her c
