CHAPTER THREE
This was worse than Ry imagined. Breakfast and another coffee sounded good, but he needed to go after Brynn. Eager to find her, he strode out of the day lodge. He wouldn't call her a hot mess, but she was heading in that direction. She was also in full denial as he’d been.
The sun shone bright in the blue sky, but the wind had picked up. He zipped his jacket, put on a beanie, and shoved his hands into gloves.
Skiers passed him, loaded down with skis, boots, and bags. A man carried three pairs of skis while two smiling kids shuffled beside him. One boy, around four, wore a blue parka with golden flames on the sleeves. Guyer Gear’s double G emblem was on the coat and coordinating ski pants. The kid kept pointing every which way, overflowing with excitement.
As Ry watched th
