10. We've Got Bad History

An hour into the drive, the weather takes a turn for the worse. Coupled with the unfamiliar route, it becomes risky to keep going.

When we come to the next town, we stop at the first hotel we find. It also looks like the only hotel around–it’s a very small town.

While handing us our keys, the receptionist apologetically informs us that the heating system is out of order. My teeth chatter just hearing that.

When Jude and I get to our room, I get rid of my shoes and burrow beneath the duvet right away. I hold my hands towards him. “Come on, give me some warmth.”

He chuckles, taking his time to place our bags on the table. “Are you going to sleep in your dress?” he asks as he opens my bag.

I nod. “I’m good.” I don’t like the idea of getting from under the duvet and exposing myself to the frigid air in the room.

Jude’s hand emerges with a nightdress from my bag and comes to the bed. He reaches for the duvet and pulls it away. “Here.”

I sit up begrudgingly and get out of my dress. I put