Fire warmed my toes while mulled wine warmed the rest of me. We weren't supposed to be here. He should be with the boys, and me with the girls.

When he looked at the empty cabin earlier, I whispered I'd have a fire going by midnight if he brought drinks. He nodded.

We weren't that young. I knew what I wanted. Hopefully his thoughts followed mine, but I'd find out in a minute. If he got me pregnant, we'd always be together.

I caressed his cheek...he slid close. His lips found mine, his body now pressing against me.

Yes.