The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

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.

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 have let you do this,” he said. “It

fault for

him. A smirk played on his face as soon as he heard her comment. Josie’s face scrunched up as he continued to rub her ankle with a controlled force. A jolt of adrenaline surged through her

to

off guard. His hands froze

he regained her senses, her head had already turned to look at the people

the top of

feel so bad for spoiling everyone’s

direction. “Nothing to worry about. Let’s head

and carried her on his back as they made

held her tightly. “We have to let them know

think everyone is as foolish as you? They’ll catch up

white layer of snow softened the edges of the ground and covered the

back as they walked towards the exit,

cold. The snow fell gently, like a million feathers drifting down the

eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Have you carried

this privilege?” he responded,