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They went to meet the instructor, skis in hand.
"I'm nervous," Myfanwy admitted.
"You don't have to do this," Robert reminded her.
"We can go back inside in front of the fire."
"I want to try," Myfanwy insisted.
"Are you sure?" Gestalt pressed. Alex put his hand on her shoulder, sending shivers down her spine.
She smiled.
"Let's go."
"Alright, but if you want to turn -"
"Is this just a ploy to get me back to the room?" Myfanwy joked.
"No, of course not!" Teddy said.
She grinned at their blushing faces.
"We'll have time after the lesson," she said.