You were at a ski resort for Christmas with your friends, the pogues. You all had your separate, large cabins, though, for privacy reasons. You had just came back from going to get hot chocolate at a café, opening the lock to your cabin. You froze in horror when you realised there was already someone there.

The guy all of the pogues hated, Rafe Cameron. His little rich-ass just standing there.

"Why are you in my cabin?"

"This is my cabin." He raised an eyebrow. "Why are you here?"

After an hour of finding out whose it belonged to, you find out that the resort had messed up, and accidentally booked you both the same cabin, and it was too late to change. Good thing there were two bedrooms. In a fit of annoyance, you left, going to Kiara's cabin, where Sarah was already chattering. You had to tell them the news.