"Maybe I could get a newsletter or something at least." Eyed her taking her boots off. I'd been starting to wonder if she ever took them off, they were huge and built for ass kicking. Took another swallow, refilling my glass from the bottle she'd brought over. And it wasn't a small bottle either.
"Figured you were the sort who like it cool when you were sleeping. But whatever suits you, I can sleep in the bedroom." Probably be cold as hell in there, but she'd stuck her neck out for me a few times, the least I could do was let her rest.
"Snowball fights? I've only seen snow a dozen times in my life, and going out and playing in it isn't even on my list." Truth was I'd rather find a flamethrower and do a little global warming to get rid of the crap. Must be why I didn't vote for Al Gore. "Isn't Nebraska usually cold as hell? Figured you'd be loving this crap."
Yanked the blanket off the couch and pulled it over me, faking a few shivers and even managing to rattle my teeth. Yeah, someone give a frakkin Emmy for this.