Chapter 2 : Is It Cold in Here Or Is It Me?
by
Moviemom44
Sam awoke alone and cold, two things he wasn't when he went to bed.
Damn, Ruby, if you're gonna sneak out, at least pull the friggin' covers up. I'm freezing my ass off here.
Pulling the blankets up, he heard the electronic key 'blip'. A second later, the aroma of fresh coffee filled the room, heralding Ruby's return.
He started to say, "Just pour mine over my frostbitten butt", but all humor was lost when he saw what she was wearing – his gray Stanford sweatshirt. Jess's favorite.
In a voice coated in jagged icicles, Sam commanded, "Take that off. Now."
