36

CARLY

It was warm in the cabin, and I could see the snow falling outside. It felt like the holiday season right here. It was pretty romantic.

We just had amazing sex. Then we cuddled on the sofa with our hot chocolate and watched a football match.

“So, this is like a big deal here, huh?” He sipped his hot choco.

“Yup, just like coffee and milk teas. Here you can find hot choco in a lot of varieties.”

“Hmm.”

“What does hmm even mean?”

“I could live with it.”

“You’re a guy who drinks black and isn’t fond of dessert but likes chocolates?”

“Who doesn’t like chocolates, Storm?”

“Come on. You can’t just be that guy.”

He looked down at me, meeting my gaze. “Tell me what’s bothering you?” Rome felt it— he felt that I was hiding something from him, and one thing I loved about him— he cared and asked, but he didn’t push. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and kissed the top of my head as I curled into him.

“My father paid you a visit?”

“Well, when we arrived at the airport, we