It's Snowing

Kimberly allowed him to hold her hand, her lips slightly pursed. The words he had said outside were hurtful, even if it was a misunderstanding, and the rift between them remained. It was hard for her to apologize now.

Avoiding his direct gaze, her voice softened a bit as she said, "Tonight, I want to stay"

She was still avoiding their relationship, especially after his embrace in the flower bed and his words about wanting to be with her.

Seemingly understanding her thoughts, his long, strong arms wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her between his parted legs. His black trousers brushed against her exposed legs beneath her skirt. His deep, dark eyes fixed intently on her as he spoke in a low, slow voice, somewhat pleadingly, "Can I stay?"

This was the first time Kimberly saw him from this angle. He sat tall and upright while she stood. From her perspective, his facial features were sharply defined, exuding a natural authority. His long, sharp eyes, high nose bridge, and thin, pa