CHAPTER 6
DECEMBER 25, SPIRIT LAKE
Freezing to death alone in the snow might have been preferable, actually.
“So how long have you been seeing Ginger?” Eli sized up the guy handing him a glass of rum and eggnog and took a sip, while he thought about how he was supposed to answer that question.
Ginger had made it clear that her boss was persistent and protective. Unless Eli wanted to answer a million questions about what he was doing up here for the holidays—which he absolutely didn’t—fake boyfriend was the only way to play this.
“Not long.” First rule of lying: try not to actually lie. Stick as close to the truth as possible without giving anything away.
“I figured. She’s never mentioned you. How did you two meet, anyway?”
Hmm. A little trickier. “I guess you could say she rescued m
