You sat in Price’s lap, hugging his waist as you both watched the first snowfall. You sat under the gazebo with him, smiling at his eyes as they glowed with the glint of the snow on the ground.

“Look at the snow, not me, starlight.” He whispered, gently grabbing your jaw and making you face the snow that was falling on the ground.

“It’s like your eyes.” Price whispered, looking at the snow and then looking at your eyes as they shined in the gleam of the snow. “Beautiful and glowing.”