Blind Date Turned Proposal

Chapter 620 Learning to Ski 

She tumbled headfirst into the snowdrift, the cold air biting at her nose and cheeks. She could taste the snowflakes on her tongue as she gasped for breath. After a moment, she lifted. her head and took a deep breath of the crisp winter air.

Dexter picked up her ski poles, panting as he approached her. “You fool.”

Josie’s face fell into a pout. “It’s only my first time.”

The ski complex was a hive of activity, with people of all social classes enjoying a day of skiing.

No one there could recognize Josie and Dexter, and for the first time in a long time, she felt. like a normal couple skiing with their friends in wintertime.

This was what she had always hoped for with Dexter, to be able to just be themselves and enjoy each other’s company.

Dexter noticed her unfocused gaze and gave her a pinch on her cheeks. “Get up now. The ground is really cold. You can try again.”

Josie held onto his hands. “I like this place.”

“We can come here often if you like it here,” he said, firmly pulling her from the ground.

He assured her confidently, but Josie felt this could be the last time.

the thought. As she took her first step, she noticed her left ankle was sprained. Dexter knelt down beside her and gently unlaced her boots. He massaged her ankle tenderly; his lips curled into a playful grin. “I shouldn’t

your fault for not taking

the way she shifted the blame on him. A smirk played on his face as soon as he heard her comment. Josie’s face scrunched up as he continued to rub

of the blue, she leaned in closer to Dexter and gave him a peck on the

caught off guard. His hands froze in

already turned to look at

the top of

slope. “I feel so bad for spoiling

direction. “Nothing

her on his back as

reach back, but he held her tightly. “We have to let them know we’re leaving.” she asserted. “We can’t just

as you? They’ll catch up with us soon. Don’t

layer of snow softened the edges of the ground and covered the pine trees by the

the exit, but it felt like it was

The snow fell gently, like a million feathers drifting down

narrowed in suspicion. “Have you carried anyone else before?” she

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