Free Holiday Wedding by Robyn Neeley

everything to make it happen. Hell, he’d even moved the ceremony and reception from Waikiki to Maui because that was what she wanted.
    He drove for the next few hours with the music turned down so Lauren could sleep. She’d mentioned that she and Miles had had a late night so he didn’t wake her when they finally crossed the Vermont border.
    He looked over and couldn’t help smile, taking in her familiar features. Her head tilted toward him, eyes closed. He missed that face—the gorgeous, flawless face he’d stared at each morning before she awakened, thanking his lucky stars that she had entered his life.
    How easy it would be for him to slip back into that wonderful routine, but this time give her everything she deserved.
    Luke had told him over and over again not to give up. To take this time in Tokyo to really figure out what he wanted—and if it was a future with Lauren, to go after her.
    Could he take his brother’s advice? Lauren hadn’t made one overture this entire year to suggest she might want to get back together, and appeared to have adjusted to a life without him in it just fine. Turning, he fixed his eyes on the highway. No. Now that he was in the driver’s seat, he wasn’t about to go down a road that would leave him heartbroken again.

CHAPTER SEVEN
    “We’re here.”
    Lauren’s eyes flew open, glancing down at the familiar hand tapping hers.
    She sat up, stretched her back, and peered out the front window. Even in the dark, she could make out a gorgeous three-story log cabin in front of her. “How long was I sleeping?”
    “About three hours.”
    “Wow. I didn’t realize how tired I was. So, this is the place.”
    “According to your GPS, it is.” He picked up the cabin keys that had been in her console. “Shall we?”
    Her pulse quickened at his question. Was she ready for this? Her beating heart easily answered that question. She flung the door open and leaped out.
    The cold air hit her face as her boots pushed down on a fresh powder of snow. It appeared that someone had stopped by earlier and plowed the driveway. She probably should have chucked her high boots for something in her suitcase with a little more traction.
    Although, if she happened to slip on the ice at just the right moment, perhaps she could pull Drew down with her. She grinned at the thought of him on top of her.
    “Hey, what did you pack in here?” Drew heaved her suitcase out of the trunk, setting it onto the ground.
    “Just a few things I thought I’d enjoy wearing in the mountains.”
And things you might enjoy removing
. “Let me help.” She pulled up her handle and began to wheel her suitcase to the front door, Drew following closely behind with his luggage.
    Her boots crunched on the salted walkway.
Darn.
A slip on the ice into Drew’s arms would have to wait.
    Within minutes they were inside the spacious log cabin with their suitcases and bags. Lauren glanced up at the rustic log wood ceiling.
    This was not a place her parents would have introduced her to growing up. No, they were more a contemporary chic kind of family. With its wooden décor and country knickknacks, this place felt rustic and homey.
    “Well done, Luke,” Drew said, spinning around.
    Lauren nodded in agreement as she moved through the foyer into the living room. A plump, undecorated Christmas tree sat to the right of a big bay window with two large boxes next to it. On top of one box, a bottle of red wine, a wine opener, and a pair of scissors. A red notecard rested on the wine bottle.
    “What’s that?” Drew asked, coming up from behind.
    “Housewarming present, maybe.” She picked up the notecard, reading it out loud.
    Drew and Lauren - Welcome to Snow Frost Mountain. Your first task is to trim the tree. Kate loves Christmas.—Luke
    “He wants us to decorate the tree?” Drew picked up the bottle of red wine and inspected the label. “Good year.”
    Lauren opened up the box and peered in to see it filled to the rim with