Frosted
looked around the living room. Whoever had come here must have thought the place was empty because Adam and Trina were skiing. They could have assumed that Scarlet and Krista had gone with them. But Dave hadn’t gone. Where was he? Why would he be sneaking in and out of his own hotel suite?
    It didn’t make sense.
    Well, damn. Why had someone snuck in? Were they looking for something?
    Krista started in the living room and inspected everything carefully, looking for anything odd or out of place. Adam wasn’t paranoid this time. Something strange was definitely going on.

 
    Chapter Four
     
    Scarlet glided off the chairlift and swished to a stop beside Adam. She was freezing her ass off, but the view was spectacular. Adam hadn’t even had to twist her arm to get her to take one last run with him before the lifts closed.
    “Where’s Trina?” she asked, zipping up her jacket.
    “She went ahead.” Adam peered at her over the tops of his Ray Bans. “You okay?”
    “Sure, why?”
    “You look cold.”
    “I’m fine.”
    “Here, take my scarf,” he said, unwinding the charcoal gray scarf from around his neck.
    “Really, I’m fine.”
    He leaned over and draped the scarf around her neck, where it felt deliciously warm and soft. It had to be cashmere.
    Adam smiled down at her. “Looks good on you. Really brings out your eyes.”
    “My eyes are green.”
    “Exactly. Gray accentuates green, makes them look so much richer.”
    She didn’t know what to say. “Thanks,” she mumbled. “You can have it back at the bottom.”
    “Keep it.”
    “No way, Adam—”
    But he was already taking off down the hill. He headed straight for a jump and Scarlet watched in awe as he executed a helicopter and nailed the landing.
    She started down the hill, trying not to get too distracted by Adam as she navigated the moguls. He really was attractive. He was tall and muscular and a natural athlete. He could be charming, too, and Scarlet could see why Krista had fallen for him at the tender age of twenty-one.
    She could also see why Krista had dumped him. The man was a shameless flirt, and by the time Scarlet reached the bottom of the hill, he was already cozied up to a pretty young ski bunny who was happily sharing a cup of cocoa with him.
    “Oh, hey, Scarlet.” He waved her over with a smile. “Trina got the car already.”
    Scarlet took off her skis and tromped over to the valet stand as Adam said goodbye to his new friend. Trina sat in the passenger seat, looking impatient while the attendants secured their skis to the top of the SUV.
    Scarlet slid into the back as Adam handed the valet a twenty and got behind the wheel.
    “What a rush,” he said, pulling into traffic. “That powder was killer.”
    Scarlet took out her phone to check for any messages from Krista, but nothing had come in.
    “Scarlet?”
    She glanced up at Adam. “What’s that?”
    “I said did you see that bowl off to the side earlier? Maybe we’ll hit that tomorrow.”
    “I’m game.”
    She tucked her phone away and watched Trina’s reaction. As expected, she was sulking, which just confirmed what Scarlet had thought from the start—she had a thing for Adam. She wasn’t sure whether he knew it or not, but she’d find out. Maybe Krista would know.
    They picked up the narrow road leading back to the lodge, and Scarlet noticed a black Escalade in the side mirror. Adam veered right at the fork in the road. The SUV followed.
    “Your friend with the cocoa,” Scarlet said. “She staying at Gold Rush?”
    “Who?” Adam caught her eye in the rearview mirror.
    “The woman you were talking to.”
    Trina’s shoulders tensed, but Adam seemed oblivious.
    “Nah, she’s staying in town. Alpine Villas. She and her friends might meet up with us tomorrow.”
    Scarlet kept her eye on the side mirror as Adam approached a juncture. He hung a right. A minute later, the Escalade followed.
    “What’s wrong?” Adam glanced at Scarlet in the

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