Nate’s stomach flipped in delight at the sight. “I’d say you’re the one in heat.”
“Rut. And, nope. Being around you just makes me horny.”
The insight caused Nate to suck in a breath even as his heart sped. Good grief. I’m a walking hormone. He needed a distraction and fast. “The snow’s piling up.” He finished his bowl, placed it back in the sack with the rest of the trash, and folded down the top.
Donner’s smirk broadcast that he knew exactly what Nate was doing. “We don’t have far to go for a hotel. Besides, if we get stuck, we can live on fruitcake until help arrives.”
“So not happening.” Nate shuddered. “I’d rather shift and tote you on my back to the hotel. At least we’d have a chance at a decent meal that way.” He thought for a second. “I guess we can use the fruitcakes like a tra
