"No date in Wishful is complete without a stroll of the town green and over to the fountain," Nash announced.
Rowan hunched into her coat. "That a fact?"
"Absolutely." He swung an arm around her, tugging her into his warmth. It was such a blatant move, she almost laughed. But as the temperatures had dropped considerably during dinner and he seemed to be a walking, talking furnace, she slid an arm around his waist instead.