Luca set me down once we reached the porch to shake and brush off the snow from our clothes.
To my surprise, he lifted me again and carried me inside, using his foot to close the door behind us. I welcomed the warmth from the fire blazing in the hearth.
He set me down on the small dining table and started kissing me slowly, instantly warming up our cold lips, as he leaned over me to close the window behind me that I had left open.
My hands reached out to encircle his neck, but he snatched my wrists and pushed my hands flat on the table as he continued his slow torment on my mouth.
His hands traveled up my arms to lift the hood off my head. His fingers grazed my jaw and neck briefly as he started removing my scarf, followed by my cloak, and lastly unbuttoning my hide jacket and slipping the sleeves off my arms and hands, letting them fall around my body until only my dress remained.
