Free Revenge of a Chalet Girl: by Lorraine Wilson Page B

storm forecast, I think they’ll be closing the lifts today. You might get a run in if you’re quick but I really wouldn’t recommend it.”
    “That’s a shame,” Matt replied. “What do you think Josh? It’s your call.”
    “I don’t think we should risk it.” Josh frowned and then looked over at Paul and Mark. “Are you two okay with that?”
    They both grunted, shrugging as they continued to pile croissants and pain au chocolat onto their plates.
    “You could go down to the Christmas markets at Montreux,” Holly suggested, sipping at her coffee.
    “Ooh, I’ve been wanting to go down to the Montreux market again,” Amelia said. “It was such fun last year. I definitely recommend it. I think I got all my Christmas presents in one trip and the food was amazing. They do these lovely hot waffles and chocolate pancakes.”
    “Why don’t you come with us?” Matt said, smiling warmly at Amelia. Then, as though an afterthought, hastily turned to look round at the rest of the group. “All of you I mean.”
    “Could do,” Scott said thoughtfully, scratching his stubble. “I need to see a man about a reindeer.”
    “Seriously?” Sophie giggled.
    “Yes, to pull the sleigh from the chapel to the reception.” Holly glanced warily at Josh and plastered a professional smile on her face. “Last minute change, we’re having reindeer pulling the sleigh instead of horses. No problem though, we’ve got it sorted I think.”
    “Reindeer?” Josh’s frown deepened even further. “I thought we were skiing to…”
    “Direct request from the bride, she said you’d both agreed…” Holly chewed at her bottom lip, anxiety shining in her eyes.
    “It’s fine, I probably just forgot to read an email or something.” Josh shrugged and did his best to put a polite smile on his face.
    Amy had to fold her arms tightly across her chest to prevent herself from reaching out to him. Just like Josh to smile politely instead of saying ‘What the fuck?’ like a normal person.
    “Luckily I’ve got a contact at Chateau Chillon,” Scott said, reaching across the table for a croissant. “Well, they always have reindeer and I can borrow them for a few hours, for a price of course.”
    The storm clouds outside had nothing on the flash of irritation in Josh’s eyes, although he clearly did his best to hide it. How could Amy spend the day in his company and not mouth off about the horrendous mistake he was making? Mouth off
again
that was, Josh already knew her views. In the words of Elvis what was needed now was a little less conversation and a little more action.
    “I’m not sure I’ve got time to come.” Holly rubbed a hand over her eyes.
    “And I’m on evening meal duty with Tash so one us should stay behind really, I don’t mind volunteering,” Amy gabbled quickly, keen to get her point across. She hovered at the back of the group, waiting for her chance to escape.
    I so do not have time for this, I’ve got a wedding to cancel.
    She glanced guiltily at Holly who was probably thinking the same only substituting the word ‘cancel’ for the word ‘arrange’. Amy liked Holly and yet she was working to undermine all her hard work. There would be consequences.
    “We’re all going,” Scott announced firmly. “We can get something to eat down at the markets, they do all kinds of food, not just snacks.”
    Amy sighed, knowing she was beaten. Scott might be easy going in some respects but he wasn’t someone you disobeyed.
    “Well, if we are going I just need to send a few emails first.” Holly stared levelly at her husband. “Thirty minutes to get ready and we’ll meet at the minibus. Don’t forget, you’ll need your warmest clothes. We might be going down to the valley floor but it gets really cold, trust me.”
    “But what about the storm?” Amy hissed at Tash as they left the dorm room.
    “The markets are down in Montreux; the storm might not even reach it down to the lake, you know what mountain