-1Cold Feet.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine.
She was almost asleep when she felt them.
"Mmmm," she moaned, trying to get away. "Don't."
She felt them again.
"Oh, fer crying out loud." She said, turning to face him. "What?"
"My feet are cold." He replied, nuzzling her hair, "I'm trying to warm them up."
"By using my legs?"
"Yes. They are nice and warm"
She sighed and got out of bed. Moving from the bed to the draws, she rummaged thought it. When she found what she wanted, she turned back to the bed. She walked over, and held a pair of woollen socks out to him.
"Put these on." She said handing them to him. And moved to get back in bed.
He took them, undid them, and moved to put them on. When he had, he straightened, and laid back down. Putting his arms back around her waist, and his head at the crook of her neck.
"Thank you." He murmured, nuzzling her hair again.
She smiled. "Your welcome Jack."
"Love you Sam," he kissed the spot where her neck met her shoulder. His arms tightened around her waist, and she snuggled back into his embrace.
"Love you too, Jack" she whispered, nearly asleep.
END.