Grier couldn’t look away from the emotion in Nick’s eyes as he broke their kiss. She knew she should be cold. She was laying on top of the blankets, not under them. It was below freezing outside their little bubble and the way the snow swirled like a vortex immediately outside them. She knew the blizzard here was unlikely to be anywhere beyond their hideaway. Nick’s ability to control weather being so closely tied to his emotions told her he was feeling a lot as he stared into her eyes.
He pressed his lips to hers once more and then to the corner of her mouth, her chin, her jaw, along the column of her throat and then made his way down to her collar. Pausing once he reached the swell of her breasts, he delivered blisteringly hot kisses to the curves he palmed.
Her hands stroked the thick
