“On your mark...” She starts squeezing my hand as I look down to see her nipples drawing tight in the cold air.
I follow her words with mine, “Get set...”
And just like the last four years, we say the last word together.
“GO!”
We bolt out the door into the snow, naked as the day we were born, breaking into a run at the touch of cool, soft snowflakes that dance and melt on our bare skin.
Through the snow I see her pale silhouette, her cocoa colored hair spinning around her head as she looks back over her shoulder at me, my heart swelling at the joy in her smile.
“A little farther.” I instruct, lifting my arm to point toward a hundred-year-old oak tree where I carve our initials every anniversary. “Over there, under the tree.”
She turns in the direction I point, and we bound together in that direction, kicking up snow as we go.
“Oh my God.” She laughs, her arms coming around to hug her naked belly as she comes to a halt beside the massive trunk. “It’s freezing.”
“Of course it’s freezing. It’s winter, we are in the middle of a blizzard and we’re running outside naked.”
“Come on!”
“Okay.” I catch up and grab her hand. “Right here.” I glance around and she looks in the same direction, seeing the perfection of the unblemished snow spread out beneath us.
“On your mark...” She starts our second countdown.
“Get set.” I reply, feeling the freezing snow starting to make my feet tingle.
“GO!”
We answer together again, both of us dropping down onto our backs just a few feet apart laughing at the sting of ice-cold snow.
“Damn!” I can’t help crying out at how it feels against my bare skin.
“Oh my god.” She screams and giggles as we both stretch our arms out at our sides and begin fanning them, along with our legs, in the snow.
Looking up all I can see is a cascade of fluffy white drops. They melt the moment they hit my skin and I listen to Brinna’s laughter as she works her arms and legs in the snow with me.
“Okay!” She looks over at me the moonlight glowing on her damp skin. “It’s pretty funny watching your hard cock pointin
g up at the sky while you make naked snow angels on Christmas Eve. I mean, this is making memories!”
“Kodak moments.”
We both laugh, and I sit up, looking over to enjoy one more full view of my girl, laying there in the pure white snow, making an angel.
“Done?” She asks, and I nod.
“Let’s go.”
With that, we are back up on our feet. I grab her hand as we jog back toward the open door. The house is glowing from the fire and the candlelight on the main floor. The girls’ room is upstairs, still dark as the twins sleep away the last few hours before Santa comes.
Back inside the house, we are breathless and laughing as I shut the door and stumble toward the fire where I have our two robes folded and waiting, warmed up ready for our return.
Brinna races on her tip toes, shivering right behind me, and I turn and shake open the white terrycloth and envelop her body in the warm fabric before wrapping the other one around me.
“You know.” She starts as I pull her into my arms, wrapping her in my warmth as I run my hands up and down her body, creating warm friction that will stop her shivering.
“Know what?” I kiss her forehead as she leans into my chest.