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I lean over and give her a quick kiss. “It’s okay, I’ll be quick,” I reply, before standing.
I take our bowls over to the kitchen area before grabbing my jacket. At the door, I slide my feet into a pair of the hunting boots before glancing over my shoulder. Delaney is still sitting on the mattress watching me, a worried look on her face that reminds me again of the day with the bear and the angry words we shared before everything changed.
Smiling, I walk back over to the mattress and hold out both of my hands to her, pulling her up and into my arms when she slides hers into mine. “Okay, you can come help me,” I whisper against her lips. “Put a jacket on, it’s cold out.”
She smirks against my mouth. “Oh, you think?”
With a chuckle, I give her a quick kiss before reluctantly letting her go. “Cheeky.”
We’re hit with the usual blast of cold as soon as I open the front door, but amazingly, it’s stopped snowing.
“Fuck, this would be so awesome for skiing,” I say, my eyes taking in the fresh and completely untouched foot or so of white powder that’s fallen over the past twenty-four hours.
“Oh my god, I miss skiing,” Delaney says, resting her head against my shoulder.
“Right? We are seriously skiing every day when we get out of here.”
She glances up at me, a playful smirk on her face. “What happened to shower, hot tub, bed?”
Grinning, I kiss the end of her nose. “Yeah, that’ll be what happens at the end of every day. Ditto with the other thing,” I say, before smacking her on the ass and attempting to jog toward the wood pile around the side of the cabin.
“Now who’s being cheeky,” she yells just as a snowball comes flying toward me, smacking me right in the back.
“Hey!” I shout, laughing as I turn to her, bending down to grab a handful of snow.
Delaney smiles, attempting to run behind a tree in her too big hunting boots. Her clumsiness lets me get a good shot in, the snowball arcing through the air and hitting her right in the chest. She immediately grabs another handful of snow, launching one back at me that completely misses.
Grinning, I grab some more snow, as she also bends down to grab some more, the two of us now in an all-out snowball fight that has us laughing with how ridiculous it is.
Neither of us can move quickly or with any grace given all the snow that surrounds us and the ill-fitting boots we’re wearing, but it doesn’t matter because it’s actually just fun. Delaney is laughing so hard her cheeks are flushed and there are tears running down them and I swear mine hurt from the huge smile that’s on my face.
“Okay, okay,” I eventually say, my hands up in surrender. “Wait, time out.”
“Really?” she teases, hand poised, snowball ready.
“Really,” I laugh. “My stamina’s gone to shit, and I still need to carry that wood inside.”
Delaney laughs. “There didn’t seem to be any problem with your stamina last night,” she says with a smirk.
I hit her with a grin. “Yeah, but that was a different kind of cardio, wasn’t it?”
She laughs, shaking her head, as she mutters, “Pussy,” before throwing the snowball at me anyway.
I don’t bother getting my own snowball this time, instead running straight toward her. Laney squeals when she realizes what I’m doing, turning and attempting to get away. But again, those boots that are about three sizes too big for her, mean she’s clumsy and slow and before she has a chance to get away, I crash into her from behind, turning us as I fall back into the snow, and she lands on top of me.
“Alex!” she laughs, the two of us sinking almost a foot into the white powder.
“What did you just call me?” I tease, wrapping my arms around her as she tries to get away from me.
“Nothing,” she laughs, her blue eyes sparkling with so much happiness it makes my heart beat hard in my chest.
“Um, yeah, you did,” I say, shivering a little as snow starts to slip down the back of my jacket. I should probably get up and out of this snow, my sweatpants are already soaked, but I’m also kind of loving the whole Delaney lying on top of me thing too.
“No, I didn’t,” she says, laughing as I start tickling her.
“Laney, I think you called me a pussy, am I right?”
“No!” she says, squealing as I slide a cold hand under her jacket. “Alex!”
