Chapter Seven
Kelley looked outsidethe living room window.Lots of kids were out in the street, many of them making snowmen, some had snowboards, and there was also a random snowball fight happening.
Crow moved up behind her.“Tell me what is on your mind?”he asked.
“Nothing.”
“Don’t lie.”
She didn’t want to say what she was thinking.It was stupid and childish, and ...she was a grown-up.
“You want to go out there, don’t you?”
“No!”She knew she had spoken too fast.“It’s nothing, okay.Honestly, it is silly.”
“No, what is silly is you hiding what you actually want to do,” he said.
She spun around in his arms.“I never,” she stopped and pressed her lips together, “played in the snow.”She shrugged.
“You haven’t?”
“No, it ...my mom was ...well, she wasn’t great, and I don’t know why I never played in the snow.No one wanted to be friends with me, and it was easier to just stay home.”Again, another shrug.
“Your mother was a piece of work,” he said.
“Yeah, and she’s still alive.She could be causing someone else trouble.”She shook her head.“Ignore me.I don’t know what I’m talking about.”
He cupped her face and tilted her head back.“Yes, you do know what you’re talking about.”And then he kissed her.“Now, get your ass in a jacket, gloves, scarf, and a hat.”
“Crow, what are you doing?”
“Isn’t it obvious?I’m going to take you out in the snow.”
“Seriously, you don’t have to do that.”
“Kelley, babe, snow does not have an age limit.Anyone can enjoy snow.”He winked at her, and she watched as he moved toward the door.“Well, if you’re not going to go out and enjoy it, I’m not going to let it slip me by.”
“What are you doing?”she asked.
“I’m going to go and enjoy the snow.”He pulled on his leather cut, and she had a spare pair of gloves, scarf, and a hat.He winked at her.“But if you don’t want to come out with me, I guess that is on you.I’m going to have fun.”
