"Can you stop shaking?" He asked for the fifth time in last one hour, probably the only thing he had said yet except for staring at you with an annoyed expression. You considered that you don't liked him that much after all as now the last thing you wanted was to stay with him in that room for one more minute.

You couldn't stop shaking as it was so fucking cold at night and he isn't even acknowledging your small skirt because of which you can't even sit on the floor.

Suddenly he sighed and get up and walked over to you in a panther like stride. Thud. Thud. THUD. It took him only three steps and one cold, intoxicating gaze to reach you.

Then flop! His jacket was across your shoulders. A small grin passes on his face as he saw how small you looked in his clothes. He didn't removed his hands from your shoulders and started laughing. And after hearing his silvery laugh you felt your heart melt, and the warmth of his hands on your shoulders.