The sexy blush I love creeps into her face, and I brush my lips against hers in a quick kiss.
She holds her breath.
“What coat do you want?”
“The puffy black one.”
I slip it off its hanger then help her into it. I wrap her scarf around her and hand her the gloves. Stepping back, I check her out. “You’re missing one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“Shoes. You can’t go in socks.”
“Oh.”
In the back of her coat closet I find a pair of electric-blue snow boots. “These work?”
“Yeah.”
When she’s all dressed, I lace my fingers with hers. “Let’s go.”
“Wait, I need to get my keys and wallet.”
“You don’t need your wallet.”
She rolls her eyes and opens her purse and pulls out a credit card, ID, and keys, then zips them in her coat pocket. “Okay, I’m ready.”
I smile at her and clasp her hand and pull her through the door, hallway, and into the elevator. When the doors shut, I lean down to her ear and whisper, “There’s only one issue.”
She looks up at me. “Issue?”
I nod.
Her brows furrow in confusion.
“I don’t know where you ice skate in Chicago.”
“You didn’t take your tourist map?”
“Sorry, can’t say I have one of those.”
“You didn’t ask for one at the hotel?”
“Nope.” We step out of the elevator and walk through the lobby.
“You should. It’ll give you a good idea of where everything is.”
“I remember you telling me you would be my tour guide.” I’m laughing then freeze right next to the door to leavethe building.
Charlotte puts her hand on my cheek. “Xander, you remember that?”
“Your voice is in my head, saying it, but I don’t have a clear picture.”
“We were in New York.”
I wrack my brain but can’t put anything around the memory. I shake my head in frustration. “I’m sorry. I only hear your voice.”
“It’s okay. Maybe it’ll come to you later.”
