Morning Hijinks

The morning came, and I was shaking. 

Fluttering my eyelids, taking my first conscious breath of the day to the coldest chill I've ever felt… searing through my flesh and bone and nearly freezing the blood in my veins. 

I've had rough mornings before, but this was different… pretty sure I was just itty bitty degree away from hypothermia. 

But why? 

"A-Adalia…?" 

That's why. 

Overnight, bundled together with the icy cold of her skin, her soft slumbering breaths blowing a frigid breeze against my neck, Top that off with an even colder winter day, and a thermostat obviously, inexplicably, deregulated - and basically, I was a human popsicle left to chill in the freezer through the night. 

I do recall inviting her to bed - she assured me that it was only for a little while. I must have drifted off at some point because I don't remember her leaving… and I guess that left her free to indulge in a little white, albeit, chilly lie.