“Your confidence is adorable.”
“There’s this thing that when you get snowed in with someone, you swap luck. I have the best family. Great friends. Already had two great careers. Still have time to find another if I want. When we get out of here, you’re taking all of my luck with you. Your everyday songs are gonna explode, Aspen. You’ll find the people you call family. And you’ll be happy.”
My heart is a jackhammer trying to get through my breastbone. I want to believe him. I want to believe him so badly it hurts.
But more, I want to kiss him.
I want to kiss him more than I want to breathe.
Again.
“It doesn’t work like that.”
He smiles at me. “I look forward to the day you eat those words.”
I’m looking forward to being trapped here with him for a few more days.
Because here, Icankiss him.
Here, Icanbelieve he wants to be one of those people I call family. That he wants to be one of those people who call me family.
That our friendship is supposed to progress this way forever.
And that I don’t have to be afraid.
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The power staysoff all day, but it’s still the good kind of day.
The best, actually.
Kissing.
Sex.
She pulls out her guitar. She sings for me. I take it and sing for her.
Old stuff.
Bro Code stuff with lyrics changed that has her laughing so hard she cries.
We peek out the windows, and she gets teary-eyed again.
Not because the three feet or so of snow on the ground is trapping us here either.
“It’s even prettier than in the movies,” she whispers.
“You’ve never seen this much snow?”
She shakes her head, and I get the joy of watching her soak in the wonder of something beautiful and new. “I wish I brought clothes for a snowball fight.”
I promise her there’s far more fun to be had in the snow than a simple snowball fight, and I’m not just talking about sex in an igloo.
She teases me about being a big kid at heart.
Not wrong.
