“But you’ll be cold,” she says. “And I’ve already stolen your hoodie.” “You said I could do whatever I want with you. And what I want is to give you my gloves without you complaining about it.” She smiles up at me. “Is that all you want to do with me?” “That’s a ridiculous question,” I say. “Why?” “I think you know why.” I put my arm around her shoulders and pull her to my side as we walk.
