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demeanor gave him away.
    “What about you?” Rob turned and paused.
“Adrian, isn’t it?” Morgan could have smacked him for pretending not to know
Adrian’s name. “Do you ski?”
    Morgan found herself cheering for Adrian
as he leveled a look at Rob. “I did when I was younger, but not so much
anymore.”
    “What’s the matter? Afraid you’ll fall
off the mountain?” Rob’s tone was taunting.
    The colour drained from Adrian’s face.
He pushed back from the table, stood, and grabbed the back of his chair as
though to steady himself, then walked stiffly out of the restaurant.
    Rob watched him go with a self-satisfied
smirk. “What’s the matter with him?” He turned to the others at the table and
spread his hands. “What?”
    Dale put down her fork. “What’s your
problem?” She spoke in a low, reasonable tone of voice. Morgan glanced at
Chance, who was watching her with a fascinated smile.
    Rob shrugged. “Nothing. I just asked him
a simple question and he ran off like a little girl.”
    “What’s your last name?” She gave him a
thin smile.
    Rob looked confused. “Taylor.”
    Dale nodded. “Well, Rob Taylor, I’ve
only just met you, but I know one thing about you already. You’re an arrogant
asshole.” She picked up her fork and started eating again.
    A startled server stood behind him,
holding his meal. He looked up and nodded to a table across the room. “Take it
over there,” he said, and rose. He glared at Dale then nodded to Morgan. “See
you later,” he said, then went to join a group of women who shoved each other
aside to make room for him.
    Morgan watched him go, unsure what had
just happened.
    “What’s his problem?” Dale repeated.
“Besides being a pig, that is.” She glared at Morgan. “And don’t you dare tell
me you’re attracted to him. Look in the dictionary under ‘bad boy’ and you’ll
find his picture.”
    Morgan looked across the room, where the
women on either side of Rob were rubbing up against him like cats. “I suppose
so,” she said, returning her attention to her friend. “But he’s got something.”
    “Maybe so, but do you want to catch it?”
Dale spoke as though she and Morgan were the only ones at the table. “Listen to
me, Morgan. There’s a reason these types are called bad boys. It’s because
they’re bad. You don’t need someone like him in your life.”
    She turned and looked surprised to see
Chance sitting next to her. “Tell her.”
    Chance shook his head. “I usually don’t
give advice, but I have a couple of sisters and I’d probably tell them to be
careful around him.”
    “Yeah.” Morgan was silent for a moment.
“I hope Adrian’s all right. Did you see him turn white when Rob mentioned
skiing?” She frowned. “What was it he said? Something about falling off the
mountain, wasn’t it?”
    Chance nodded. “Something like that.
Maybe he injured himself and it brought back bad memories. Whatever it was, he
seemed shaken.” He wiped up the last of the tomato sauce with a chunk of bread.
“I don’t know much about him other than the fact that he’s from Switzerland. He
keeps to himself.”
    “Does he live at the Lodge?” Dale asked.
    “Yes,” said Chance, “but he doesn’t
mingle much.”
    Dale turned thoughtful. “He seems
pleasant enough. Maybe he’s just shy.” She looked at Morgan. “He likes you,
though.”
    Morgan almost choked. “Me?” She was
surprised to find that she liked the idea. “Why would you say that?”
    Dale gave Chance a quick, almost
intimate smile. “I don’t think he sat here because of us.”
    Morgan waved her comment away. “We
always sit here. Chance told you. It’s like a staff table.”
    Dale gave her that look. “Nevertheless,
he likes you.” She patted her lips with her napkin and turned to Chance. “Were
you going to drive us back, or do you have something to do?”
    Morgan couldn’t believe that her
fiercely independent friend was actually asking for a ride.
    “I was