My breasts turn into mounds of ice.
I hug myself and swivel my head, scanning the woods again, searching for him.
“Jaden?”
“Yes.”
His voice rings out behind me.
Startled, I jolt.
“Fuck. You scared the shit out of me. Where were you?”
“I got the car ready for our trip back.”
Clad in boots, jeans, and a long-sleeved T-shirt like mine, he walks into a patch of light.
I’m shivering.
He barely flinches.
His eyes dance with a smile.
I run my gaze over him again. The cold air adds color to his face, showing off his sculpted cheekbones. Silver sparkles in his eyes borrowed from the moon.
“You look at me as if you’ve never seen me before,” he says.
“There’s something different about you.”
I let my eyes linger on him a little longer, taking in his handsome face.
“What is it?”
“I don’t know,” I say, stifling a smile.
“You’re such a fox. Tell me.”
I clear my voice.
“Nothing. Dinner is ready. I want to eat. Aren’t you hungry?”
He stomps the snow off his boots.
“Yes.”
I slip inside.
He follows me.
“Smells good,” he says, eyeing the table.
I give him a secret smile.
“What is it?” he asks, grinning.
I keep smiling.
“Oh, I know...” he says, looking around. The smell gives it away. “Which one is it?”