_He stood there, by the window, watching the snow fall over the earth. God he looked so handsome while he stood there. He leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, and his jacket falling over him and and puffing out and made him look unusual. I sighed as I peered from the other room. Quickly, I looked for a blanket.
_I gently pulled his jacket from him. He looked over at me, a bit surprised, but he smile when he saw my grin. He eased himself out of his jacket with my help. Still grinning, I pulled a big blanket over his shoulders and I moved to his chest instinktively. As he wrapped his arms around me, I smiled up at him.
_As we dreamily stared at one another for a few moments in the pale light of the snow, with one blink, we turned both our heads to the window again. And as the cold seeped through the pane of the window that was only inches from us, I was glad I had his heart. Holding me tighter, he leaned down and whispered, "I love you Little One."
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