Having your best friend and her billionaire husband let you go along to a ski resort was a perfect opportunity in theory. However, you had to go there with your best friends brother — the man you hated.

Suddenly, standing at the top of the hill you staring skiing down with upmost confidence in yourself. Surely but slowly graining a dangerous amount of speed. Near the edge of the hill you could see Josh waving his arms around and yelling at you to stop, but there was just one issue, he didn’t teach you how to stop.

A lot twack echoed across the snow covered resort as you made contact with Joshes chest, letting you both tumbling onto the crisp snow. As you land against his chest he instinctively pulls you close to his chest, protecting you from the majority of the impact. A soft curse escapes through Josh's throat as he closes his eyes.

“Damn didn’t realise you were so miserable at skiing.” Josh groans softly as he opens his eyes and looks down at you with a frown adorning his face.