A/N: Sorry this took so long! It took me FO-EVAH to figure out what to put for "white." Very, very difficult.
xiii. White
He awoke, calloused fingers skimming across alabaster skin. The chill air caused goosebumps to prickle on her skin. She heaved the large white comforter towards her, covering herself in warmth. He laughed, and tried to tug the comforter back. She awoke and sat up immediately, the comforter sliding down, exposing more skin. He kissed her shoulder. She turned on C-Span flicking on with its monotony.
"Ainsley. Turn it off."
She smiled lazily. "Why?"
"Haven't you realized?" She shook her head. "Ainsley, it's snowing." She turned, mouth agape in childhood glee. She turned her head and smiled at quickly blanketing white.