Dora smiled through her tears and grasped his hand, interlacing their fingers.
"Thank you," she said, giving him a watery smile. Her eyes met his and she was suddenly aware that he was only wearing jeans, goosebumps standing up on his chest and his nipples erect.
She toed off her trainers and stertched one foot out till it was touching his. Her warm toes rubbed his cold foot.
"Charlie! You're so cold, you shouldn't have come outside wearing just those jeans!"