Kayla 844-33-CANDY EXT 357
My snow pants were wet from where I’d been sitting in the snowbank, watching Jake try to figure out how to balance on his snowboard. I curled my gloved fingers in front of my mouth. Trying to blow hot air on them to try to warm them up. We’d been out here for hours trying to enjoy the fresh powder, and we hadn’t even gotten off the baby slopes.
Looking over towards the bigger trails, I longed to be over there. I wanted to glide down the mountain while leaning my weight back and forth. Such a freeing feeling but no. Here I sat in the mother fucking snow, watching Jake fall to his knees over and over. “Wanna give it a rest?” I ask hopefully. We came up here for a romantic weekend in the mountains at a luxurious ski resort but should have just stayed in bed. He shook his head and muffled something about almost having it. Sure, he did. A tall, lean snowboarder with colored goggles sped down the piste and skirted the snowflakes to stop right in front of me.