Oh gosh guys I know I'm late! Sorry! It's been crazy but here it is chapter seven, hope you like it :)
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Saturday the 23rd of November 2013
"This was a really bad idea." My arms extend automatically as I woble unsteadily. Monroe glides past me, moving backwards. "Show off."
The reason he had brought me out to the cabin was obviously to humiliate me by making me look like a newborn foal just taking it's first steps.
Behind the cabin is a large pond, small enough to be frozen solid in early November and large enough to be used for ice skating.
Ice skating. That was why he had brought me out here. The thought in itself is a really romantic one, but I had never done this and I just looked ridiculous. When Monroe circles the pond again, he comes to a stop infront of me. I can't help the pout that pulls at my mouth.
"Here." The taller man takes my hands into his own and pulls gently.
"No don't!" I stumble forward but he steadies me.
"It's just like rollerblading." He starts to skate backwards slowly, pulling me along with him.
He keeps me steady and after about an hour I'm skating shakily by myself.
"You think I could go backwards?"
Monroe laughs lightly, "I don't think so, at least not yet."
"Come on, help me."
"Alright but don't blame me when you fall on your ass."
He stands behind me with his hands on my hips and gently pulls me along with him. We move even slower than before and I feel pretty confident when I don't stumble once. That is, untill I hit a little ridge in the ice that sends me flailing backwards into Monroe's solid body knocking him down behind me. We land in a snow bank on the edge of the pond.
Laughter bubbles up in my throat and I let it out, rolling over so I'm on top of Monroe.
"What did I tell you?" His warm hands find the back of my neck and he pulls me into a kiss. "But you were doing pretty good up untill that point."
I smile down at him as a shiver wracks my body.
"Okay, time to head inside." He pulls me up and back across the pond.
I shuck my coat once we're in the cabin, hanging it on the rack by the door.
"If you get the fire going, I'll make the hot chocolate." Monroe offers, hanging up his damp scarf over his coat.
"It's a deal." I move over to the fire place and pull some tinder from the wood box, setting about lighting the fire and heating the cabin.
I've just gotten the wood to catch when Monroe hands me a mug of hot chocolate with mini marshmallows.
"Thanks." I stand up and we move to the couch.
Monroe wraps an arm around my waist and I lean into his side. We sit in silence, content to watch the fire crackle nd dance merrily in the hearth. With my stomach warm and full and Monroe next to me I find myself drifting off, head nodding onto Monroe's shoulder and eyes drooping. I wake up slightly when Monroe lifts me from the couch and carries me upstairs to the bed. I faintly register him pulling off my shirt, pants and socks before tucking me under the covers and a few moments after, joining me, pulling me back against his bare chest and holding me tight.