As the moon peeked out of the winter night sky, its glow mingled with the dancing, falling snowflakes and illuminated the cozy huge house, nestled in the mountains.
It was after 11 P.M. when Mia woke up with a confused start, a sofa pillow clutched to her chest on the sofa where she'd fallen asleep. A slight movement off to her right caught her attention, and she quickly turned her head at the same time an amused male voice remarked, "A nurse who abandons her patient and falls asleep on duty does not get paid."
Mia's so called patient was standing with his shoulder propped casually against the fireplace mantel and his arms crossed over his chest, watching her with a lazy smile. His hair looked damp as if he'd just came out from a shower, with his brown shirt that was open at the throat and his casual home trouser, Neil Wayner looked incredibly handsome, completely recovered...and very amused about something.
