But Oliver didn't notice the phone ringing either. He was far too busy losing himself in her mouth, empowered by her grip around his neck and the eagerness rising in her kisses. He delved deeper, wrapping his tongue around hers, the gentle responses turning hungry the longer they stood snogging in the snow. The arm about her neck moved further down her body, wrapping around her waist and pulling their bodies flush. Never did his lips leave hers, not his thoughts stray far from what was coming.
He'd take her there in the miracle blanket of snow covering Orange County if she'd let him.
But then her phone buzzed again and this time Oliver could feel it beneath his forearm wrapped so tightly around her petite frame. He ignored it the first time, but the second and the third?
It buzzed again and he groaned, more from joy than annoyance but it was hard to stay in the moment with a phone possibly providing pleasure in her pocket.