A/N: *cough* *giggles like a madwoman* Just because I said they weren't together, doesn't mean they don't like each other.

Characters: Ryan and Jess (OC)

Genre: Romance

66. Snow

"Knowing Jess, she'll steal you away and drag you off to go see the Brooklyn Bridge."

"Why?"

"Well, first of all, she's madly in love with it. She wants to be kissed while standing below it one day."

"And you're telling me this because?"

"Secondly, she's madly in love with you."

Though he'd hate to admit it, Renae had been right. It was their last full day in New York, and Jess had pulled him away from the rest of their Anger Management Class, which was spending the week in the Big Apple. Supposedly, it was their last test; survive the hustle and bustle of New York, and you pass the class. Jess saw it as an opportunity to go home and visit her family. They had ditched the group within the first few hours of being in the city, and had sought out her father and brother who were at their precinct. The days after that, she had taken him to see Lady Liberty, showed him Grand Central Station, and had taken him to the ice pond she had skated on growing up.

Now they were here, staring up at the enormous bridge looming above, and all he could think about was what Renae had said. The fact that Scott, Jess' younger brother, had told him to "take good care" of his sister didn't help much either.

Ryan eyed the woman next to him. Jess was staring up at the bridge, the lights on it reflecting in her hazel eyes. Something about the cold made her skin look absolutely radiant; perhaps because it was in its comfort temperature? He didn't know, but it looked stunning. Like the freshly fallen snow they had watched ice over the other day. Sparkly.

"Isn't it the most beautiful thing you've ever seen?" her voice was soft, even though it broke the silence of the cold air.

Ryan shrugged. "Nah, but it's up there."

The Italian turned to him. "Then what is?"

"Oh, the Aurora Borealis, the Grand Canyon at sunset, the beaches of Cape Cod at the crack of dawn."

"Liar," Jess smirked, and turned her eyes back to the bridge.

"Now why would you say that?"

"You can't say that they're more beautiful when you haven't seen them in person."

"What makes you think that I haven't seen them in person?"

"First off, you'd most likely have to go to Alaska or Canada to see the Northern Lights. Well, anywhere cold. And I must say, I think Renae adapted to the cold faster than you have."

He sighed. "Okay, so I haven't seen the Northern Lights other than in pictures. Doesn't mean I haven't seen the others."

"Do you even know which state Cape Cod is in?" she posed the question.

"...No."

"Massachusetts."

"Thanks for the geography lesson."

Jess scowled. "Just saying,"

"I know, I know." Ryan said, patting her shoulder. "I really did go see the Grand Canyon though. River rafting trip."

"With who? Boy scouts?" Jess smirked.

"No!" he scowled. "Family trip. Dad's idea of fun. Mom promised us Disney World, but Dad bitched about how he had always wanted to see the Grand Canyon."

Jess nodded. "I've been to, well, Jersey, here, Florida, Massachusetts, and Washington state. Washington was my dad's idea of fun."

The two stood, silent, as a light snow began to fall.

"So," Ryan said, puffing out steamed air. "Why does this bridge fascinate you so much?"

Jess tilted her head, and thought over her response. "I really don't know. It's just...I don't know. I could see it from my bedroom window when I was a kid. I'd look at it every night, and for some reason, it just gave me hope; hope that I'd be able to have a wonderful life. So finally, I got my Dad to take me here. And I saw this couple standing together, just looking up at the bridge. The man turned to the woman, smiled, and then they kissed. It was magical, and I wanted that. So after that, every night, I would wish that I could be in that woman's shoes one day. It's just one of those silly things you dream about as a kid."

"No, it's not silly at all." he gently pulled her closer to him.

"What are you doing?" Jess asked, a confused look on her face.

Ryan looked into her eyes. "Jess, everyone wants their dream to come true. You made mine come true, so now it's time for me to make yours come true."

And with that, he leaned in, and gave Jess her dream kiss.