“You look cold.”

Aiden reached over for a blanket, despite your protests. Yes, you were freezing and felt like you couldn’t breathe out of your nose at all, but he’d already done enough by lighting a fire for you and making you soup.

He threw a warm blanket over your shoulder and pulled you closer so that you were leaning on him.

“There,” Aiden smiled and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “Now you’re comfortable, right?”