Chapter 12
It was snowing again because I was an absolute sucker for my mate and Colby promised to help me remodel Michelle’s bathroom. We were bundled up in front of the fire, the sun had gone down so the lights twinkled merrily, and the mistletoe had been permanently fastened to the ivy-covered arch. Technically it wasn’t over our heads, but Colby seemed to think it was close enough to count. Considering how frequently and hard he kissed me. I wasn’t complaining.
We were fed and watered, and I’d promised to shift for him again later, but for now we cuddled together. I kind of wished I hadn’t agreed to the snow, since it meant he had to wear layers and I couldn’t get to his skin as easily. But he was so happy with it, I wasn’t about to make a big deal about it.
“So, listen,” he said
