Without asking, Ethan slid off his sheepskin coat and wrapped it around her shoulders, before sliding one arm under her legs. ‘Here. This coat suits you better than me. Keep it. And you’ll never make it across the sludge in those magical slippers, Tinkerbell.’ Mari’s arms instinctively wrapped around Ethan’s neck as he swung her out of the seat, pushed the car door closed with his foot and strolled calmly down the path to Rosa’s doorstep as though she weighed nothing and this was something he did every day of the week. He didn’t speak and she couldn’t form the words. Her personal space expanded to include Ethan and it felt so amazing, so precious, that somehow words would only ruin the moment. The movement of his steps ended only too soon, and he stood in the light of the porch. He simply looked down at her and her heart melted. His arm moved slightly so that her legs slid gently to the sparkling frost of the stone step. ‘Thank you,’ she murmured. ‘For the coat. For last night.
What do You think about The Boy Is Back In Town (2011)?
