"You're such a slut," Sebastian chuckled, kissing your head as he looked down at you with lustful eyes.

You two were sitting on his bed in his bedroom, which was also the basement of his mom and stepdad's house.

You explained to him you didn't know what he meant, to which he giggled, sounding like a kid on Christmas morning rather than your boyfriend.

"You don't remember? Oh, right, I forgot when you drink too much at the saloon you become a little slut. I'm not mad about it, but you do leave the back room of the saloon a mess." He shrugged like he was just telling you the time rather than your sex habits with him.

"Anyways, it's pretty cold outside. Do you wanna cuddle? Have you ever had sex in the snow?" He offered, hugging you close.

After a few seconds of just grinning mischievously at you, he pulled you into his lap, kissed your cheek, and giggled like a toddler.

"I love you." Sebastian purred, but besides the lust in his eyes, there was a look of absolute adoration.