Aspen Ice Queen: Clean Contemporary Romance

By Denisse Gonsalez

Tristan Carter was a self-made man.  He liked the mountains and had moved from Denver to Aspen, Colorado to make his home there.  He worked for the Lodge. Summers he worked as a guide, leading hikes up into the high country. Winters, he worked on the slopes, repairing equipment and doing general maintenance at the Lodge when he wasn't on the slopes himself.  He could rub elbows with celebrities or regular folks, it made no difference to him.  What mattered was the mountain and his way of life.

 

Carmen Reiner was a wanderer not by choice.  Home had only caused pain for her.  She loved the out-of-doors, however, was well-adapted to any sport, but especially skiing, which she excelled at.  She had taken an ad out in the paper for a job at the Lodge, serving tables.  That way she could satisfy her love of the sport, while earning a living.  She and the caretaker did not hit it off and were constantly at each other's throats.  Could she make peace with the man?   Could she finally find a home in the Great Rocky Mountains?

 

This is a standalone romance short story ending HEA!

• Language: English
• Publisher: PN.Books
• Release date: Jun 4, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393804192

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Title Page

Title: Aspen Ice Queen

Subtitle: Clean Contemporary Romance

Author: Denisse Gonsalez

Table of Contents

Copyright

Title Page

Aspen Ice Queen

Description

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Aspen Ice Queen

Description

Tristan Carter was a self-made man.  He liked the mountains and had moved from Denver to Aspen, Colorado to make his home there.  He worked for the Lodge. Summers he worked as a guide, leading hikes up into the high country. Winters, he worked on the slopes, repairing equipment and doing general maintenance at the Lodge when he wasn’t on the slopes himself.  He could rub elbows with celebrities or regular folks, it made no difference to him.  What mattered was the mountain and his way of life.

Carmen Reiner was a wanderer not by choice.  Home had only caused pain for her.  She loved the out-of-doors, however, was well-adapted to any sport, but especially skiing, which she excelled at.  She had taken an ad out in the paper for a job at the Lodge, serving tables.  That way she could satisfy her love of the sport, while earning a living.  She and the caretaker did not hit it off and were constantly at each other’s throats.  Could she make peace with the man?  Could she finally find a home in the Great Rocky Mountains?

Chapter 1

Tristan wiped off his hands on a clean cloth, having finished the second repair that day on the ski lift.  He hoped the new part would be in soon, as he was getting tired of being called away from other duties to mess with the stupid thing.  He had a list a mile long of stuff that needed repairs, up-keep and other projects.  He sighed deeply and walked over to the main lodge, dodging skiers on their way up to the slopes.  It had been a good season so far, with snow in late October that allowed them to open the slopes at Thanksgiving.  The snow had kept up with the traffic and the pack was thirty inches deep with a nice overlay of powder.  It was the best skiing in several years and the traffic showed it.

Stomping the snow off his boots, Tristan stepped in the back door of The Lodge, used only for staff.  He turned left toward the kitchen.  He had been working at The Lodge for five years now and had a proven track record for the ability to fix pretty much everything, especially if it had mechanical problems or if wood-working was involved.  He had recently been able to upgrade the bathrooms in all the suites with more elegant plumbing accessories and new showers.  The Lodge had never looked better,

Satisfied with being able to have a break, Tristan went and got a sandwich from the employee fridge, grabbed a cold drink and sat down in the employee break room to eat, stretching his long legs out under the table.  Tristan was tall and lean, with a swarthy complexion, dark brown hair and eyes to match.  He was most comfortable in jeans and a flannel shirt.  He didn’t dress up much and that usually consisted of adding a sports coat to the jeans and shirt.  Tristan was simple, in attitude and work.  If it was too emotional he didn’t care for it, and work was work. You just did it in the most economical and simplest way possible.  He figured most things weren’t rocket science anyway and if you did the job right, it didn’t matter.  That was true for all that mushy emotional stuff as well; don’t get involved too deeply in anyone’s drama, and