J. Cat: A Winter Holiday Full of Romance

The winter holiday air was crisp as J. Cat stepped off the private plane, his breath misting in front of him as he adjusted his scarf against the chill. He glanced around, taking in the sweeping view of the snow-capped mountains surrounding the exclusive ski resort nestled in the Alps. He wasn’t there for an assignment this time; he was there for something far more personal—a long overdue escape with Elara, the woman who had effortlessly thawed the parts of him he’d kept buried for too long.

Elara was waiting for him by the cabin, her cheeks rosy from the cold, her dark hair peeking out from beneath a thick woolen hat. Her eyes sparkled as she watched him approach, and he couldn’t help but smile, his pace quickening as he crossed the distance between them.