Chilled
The cold breeze made her shiver. Rose wrapped her arms around herself.
"Let me." Alphonse pulled her back against his chest, draping her with the front of his coat. "You should've brought warmer clothes."
She smiled at his teasing. "You didn't tell me Risembool could be so cold."
"Wintertime." He nuzzled her ear with his icy nose. "At least it isn't snowing."
Twisting in Alphonse's arms so she could see him, Rose asked, "Would you keep me warm then?"
Tightening his arms around her, Alphonse brought her closer. He leaned in for a kiss that left her breathless. "Always," he said.
