Jon Snow Fic Novels & Stories

Snow lowered her head and said softly, “Jared, I thought about everything today. I was the one who messed up. I made you misunderstand things.” First a scolding, then a sweet gesture. Snow had always known how to play that game. “I don’t have much going on at work today, so I came to find you. Do you want to go get some crab or shrimp from that seafood place we like?” Snow loved the seafood from the place near the school. Whenever her appetite was low, I would always bring some back for her. But it was her favorite, not mine. I closed my eyes and said in a low voice, “Snow, I’m allergic to seafood. I can’t go with you.”