She paused at one step to look at him, "How did you…"

He looked back at her with a smirk, "Don’t ask… but don’t worry.  All perfectly legal methods.  I’ve got lawyers triple-checking our procedures all the time."

He changed the topic, before Bette asked anything else.  He left out other observations from the security detail, such as the various things the women did for each other, like getting flowers, small gifts, favorite foods and chocolates, and showing up unexpectedly at one another’s offices to walk the other home, often with Angelica in tow — that showed how much the two clearly remained in love, particularly since returning from their trip.  He didn’t need observations from the security detail for that, however: he could see how things were between the two for himself.

"So .. are you feeling any better?," he asked, still doubtful about whether or not Bette could manage a ski run.

She nodded, "Give me a few minutes while I put my ski suit on.  Meet you downstairs in about 5-10 minutes?"

"Why don’t we meet down at the ski lift level?," Brom asked. " I’ll get your skis ready. I think I saw them when I got in earlier.  They’re the purple and white ones, right?"

Bette nodded as she swiped her key card to open their door.  "See you downstairs," Brom said, as he hurried back to his room, to get his ski boots, his mood noticeably lifted.

Bette was shaking her head as she zipped her suit on.  I’ll have to ask Brom to dial down on the security detail.  At least get them further away, or make sure they weren’t picking up on things that didn’t relate to keeping her and her family safe.  Such as seeing how Logan and George sometimes looked at her.  She mulled over how she would tell Tina about those guys in her running group.  Highly likely the blonde’s temper could flare about that one!

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"Bette, you should see what Angie picked out for you in the….Bette?," Tina asked with concern as she walked quickly to Bette’s side of the bed.  The brunette was still in her ski suit, the lights were dimmed, and she had an arm flung across her forehead, while the other hang limply over the side of the bed.