SPECIAL NIGHT.

After grabbing our bathrobes from the bed and wrapping our nudes, he hands me a pair of socks that sure isn't mine, but I put it on without asking anything. This weather is just savage. When I am done, he wraps an arm around my waist and leads me out. We get into the lift, and I snuggle up to him to get some warmth.

He gets the memo, and envelopes me to him, rubbing his arms up and down my back. I can live here like this forever- snuggled in his warm embrace like this.

The sound of the lift ascertaining our arrival at the ground floor rings, and I gently jerk away from him albeit unwilling. I was ready to walk, I mean, the cold hasn't paralyzed my bones, but my charitable and caring knight opted to carry me bridal style again, and I don't object. Who would refuse such sweet gestures? No one!

We dodge through several corridors that I don't really keep track of as my eyes are welded to the beauty above me, fathoming just how sweet he is. I also didn't realize I was fondling with his li