"Get off me, you git," Carson told his husband with a laugh, grabbing at snow and throwing it at him.
Rodney raised his eyebrows. "Now there's something you don't say to me often. Usually, you want me on you. Especially recently."
Before Carson could come with an appropriately dirty retort, Erin was jumping on Rodney. He grinned as he fell off him into the snow. "Good job, lass," he told her before looking up to see Cait leaning over him with Charlie. Reaching up, he took his daughter in his arms, holding her against his chest as she snuggled against him while Cait told him what she had done.
"Did you?" he asked. "No wonder that was cold."
"No cold," she said, wriggling against him, so Carson wrapped his arms more tightly around him.
"Then don't eat this out here, okay? Only what your mum or daddy or I put on your plate."
She raised her head to look at her with her big, blue eyes. "'Kay."
As he lay there on the ground, he felt cold starting to seep through his coat, so he sat up. "Speaking of cold. Don't know about you two, but I'm ready to go back inside and have some hot chocolate."