Owen
"This is delicious." Her hand is covering her mouth which is currently full of breakfast burrito.
"Thank you. It’s my specialty, I suppose."
She takes another bite and moans. "I can see why. Holy crap. I could eat one of these every single day."
"You need a moment alone with your burrito?"
Another bite. Another moan. Then she wipes her mouth with a paper towel. "I guess you can stay."
"How very generous of you."
"I agree."
We finish eating and clean up then move to the living area in front of the fire again.
"It’s still snowing," she remarks.
"It is."
"Is this, normal? Do you always get this much snow?"
"Not always. This is a little extreme, for sure. But yeah, we do have a lot of snow."
She cuddles up to me, resting her head on my shoulder. "I love it."
I wrap an arm around her and kiss the top of her head. "You do?"