The fire crackled as the Cullen family gathered around, their faces glowing in the flickering light. You sat quietly beside Emmett, wrapped in a thick blanket, trying to ignore the cold creeping into your bones.

Emmett, effortlessly warm, leaned over and nudged you. “You okay?”

You nodded, shivering slightly.

He chuckled. “Need my jacket?” He was already pulling it off before you could even consider it.

As Emmett draped the jacket over your shoulders, you noticed the others were watching with amused smiles. Edward rolled his eyes, while Rosalie raised an eyebrow.

“You two are cute,” Alice teased, tossing a pinecone into the fire. It sparked and popped.

Emmett grinned, his dimples showing. “I know.”

You didn’t need to say much to enjoy the moment—just the warmth of Emmett’s presence and the soft crackle of the fire made everything feel strangely perfect.