The way Hunter complimented her always earned a gentle blush from Fawn. From early on, it was always his opinion that mattered most to her. If he liked what she had on, then it was perfect. If he didn't, then she moved faster to change than anyone else.
"But if winter comes then we can drink hot cocoa by the fire and cuddle up close while telling stories. Honestly, I'm not sure which I like more.The warmth of summer and our picnics or the evenings in front of the fires."
Gently kneeling back beside her, she began to pull out the snacks that she'd made and lay them out, fruit slices, little meat pies, and a whole fruit pie for dessert. "So who do you think will win the cup?