She smiled, admiring the way the snow fell to the ground without pause or prohibition, on display for the world to see. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin this perfect moment, but she wasn’t ready for it to end, either. Not even close.
Fueled by the cold snow and his warm eyes, Faith mustered the courage to invite him in. “Do you like hot chocolate?”
His lips pressed to hers, firm and fervent, and she had all the answer she needed.
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He likes hot chocolate:)
ReplyDeleteThat MUST be it! ;) Thanks for stopping by, Eleri!
DeleteMaybe he thought she'd had some hot chocolate and he wanted to sample her, uh, it.... :D
ReplyDelete*giggles* I'd like to sample some of his hot chocolate. I mean, hi! Thanks for commenting, Margaret! ;)
DeleteI think he was after her soft, fluffy, sweet ... marshmallows. ;)
ReplyDeleteLOL! Mmmm, marshmallows. *goes searching for some* Thanks for visiting, Laurie! :)
DeleteI think it's the hot he likes, not the chocolate...
ReplyDeleteHaha! I think you're exactly right! :D Thanks for commenting, Rae!
DeleteHa, I'm guessing she totally forgot about the hot coco after that! Sweet six.
ReplyDeleteI can't tell you for sure, but that's a good guess. ;) Thank you so much for stopping by!
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