It was cold, and you were miserable. Your feelings for Peter had started welling up again. This whole charade to make his ex girlfriend, Gen, jealous had evolved way too much for your heart's liking.

. You had gone to a ski resort with the rest of your class, albeit reluctant. It was for Peter. And your fake relationship you'd been keeping up for the past 3 months with him.

. You and Peter had gotten seperated, but you had found him. Dead of night, stars adorning the night sky, moon hanging low. Outside in the hot tub provided by the ski resort.

. He say there, thinking, then he looks up and sees you. He was still a little upset with you. Earlier, on the ride to the resort, you'd chosen to sit next to your best friend, Christine, instead of him.

. Then he ended up sitting next to Gen. But he didn't want to anyway. He wanted to sit next to you. He planned everything. He even bought your favorite snacks. But you didn't know this.

. You had snuck out, and were wearing only your night gown and your coat.

. You saw Peter, and hesitated for a moment, but decided you would get in. Even though you didn't have swimwear with you.

. You took your coat off, and got in. Peter watched you, one of this thick, dark eyebrows raised in a silent question.

. You moved closer to him. Moving yourself onto his lap, putting your hands on his chest.

. His expression had softened when you got into the hot tub with him. Disregarding what you were wearing.