He resolved to take her back to the hotel and summon a physician. Her pallor troubled him, stoking fears of frostbite.

“I can manage to walk,” Millie protested weakly, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

“Are you truly capable of walking?” Marcus’ tone was both gentle and firm.

Silenced by his question, Millie’s protests died on her lips. She was so fatigued that standing seemed an insurmountable task, let alone walking.

Resignedly, she decided to relish the comfort and stability of Marcus’ arms.

She lowered her head, inhaling the fresh scent of him. It smelled so pleasing.

Huh?

affectionate puppy, Marcus inhaled sharply, his brow furrowing before a faint smile tugged at his

This woman was endearing.

Millie looked up, she caught Marcus’ smile. Its warmth, as radiant as sunlight, was

thawing sensation, as if the ice around her

in his arms,

the room’s low ceiling. The

Derek

Thomas’ stern countenance had kept them on edge, so

fears had been compounded after discovering the snow pit

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