A couple of hours later and Ana and Taylor were sitting on the floor in front of the fire facing each other as they played an extremely fast and drunken game of Snap.
As fast as Ana could put her card down Taylor would put his down and slap his hand down every time yelling ‘Snap!’
Ana was in a fit of giggles at his blatant cheating because every time he did it there was no pair. Taylor grinned at Ana’s awesome sounding giggles and lay down on his side as she packed up the cards, propped up on his elbow, his ankles crossed as he stretched his legs out towards the fire.
“You have the most amazing laugh when you’re drunk, Ana.” He said amused.
Ana glanced up at him from the cards as she piled them up and tidied the deck. He was delighted to see a blush on her cheeks and a shy look in her
