You were currently outside, playing in the snow with your husband and two sons Shane and Ben, their giggles echoing across the yard as they continuously threw snowballs at you. Your hands were frozen, so you couldn't retaliate.

"Mom, you're an easy target!" Shane teased.

"You just wait," you chuckled.

But before you could even attempt a comeback, you felt a sudden force push you to the ground.

You gasped, only to find yourself shielded by Rowan's strong, warm frame. His eyes sparkled with playful mischief as he hovered over you with a boyish grin.

"Don't worry, love," he teased, "I'Il protect you."

You couldn't help but laugh, your hands instinctively slipping inside his coat to warm your frozen fingers.

"Hey," Rowan protested, shivering under your icy touch

"Hello," you replied cheekily.

For a moment, the world seemed to fade away. Snow swirled around you as you gazed at each other, his face inches from yours.

"Kiss me," you whispered.

And without hesitation, he did.

His lips were soft and warm, a stark contrast to the cold air, making your heart flutter.

However, the magic of the moment was interrupted by a sudden, giant snowball hitting both of you.

"You little rascals! Get back here!" Rowan shouted, quickly rolling off you and sprinting after the boys, who were doubled over with laughter.

You couldn't help but laugh as you got up, starting to throw snowballs at them.

Rowan tackled Ben to the ground, tickling him mercilessly, while you snuck up behind Shane and pulled him into a warm hug.

"Let's get your dad and Ben," you whispered playfully.

Together, you attacked them while Rowan was still tickling Ben, hitting them with snow until Rowan turned to you.

You started to run away laughing, but he quickly caught up, throwing you over his shoulder.

"What am I going to do with you?" he says carrying you inside and placing you on the couch beneath him.

"You could finish our kiss." You teased.

"Idea approved." He smirked before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into another kiss.