“But I’m not sure what the results will be.”
She straightened. “What do you mean? Everything’s going to be fine. The doctor’s sure he got it all.”
“I don’t know if I’ll try to hit the circuit next fall.”
Her jaw dropped. “Why not?”
A grin quirked his lips. “Love is making me soft, I guess.”
Obviously surprised, she took his hand.
“Skiing is no longer the most important thing to me,” he said. “You are.”