CHAPTER TWO
February 2010, Vail, Colorado, and a perfect day for snowboarding and skiing. She had made sure to select a bright blue ski suit that was flattering as hell and showed every curve to perfection. And she was delighted to hear that her target was available for private instruction. Although she could already ski well, it would be to her advantage to play dumb in a big way.
Now she giggled and mildly flirted, and Donny Atherton was entranced the moment he saw his shapely student with honey blond hair and emerald eyes. Over the course of their first day together, she managed to get him to reveal that he was not in fact training for the next Olympics. Matter of fact, occasionally taking students was about the extent of his ski time these days. Fabulous, she thought. Means I can hav
