California Skies

Prolouge

A cold Bree is walking on a cold Colorado sidewalk, shielding the wind from her blue eyes and holding her winter hat on her head. Her brunette hair poking out from the bottom and whipping around in the wind.
She stops, sits on a cold bench, and pulls out her phone to call for a cab. It's just too chilly to walk all the way home today.
As she's waiting she decides to text her beloved Robin to pass the time.
A few cheesy and romantic texts later, the cab arrives and Bree's nose is red from the frigid air. She gratefully slides in the back seat of the heated cab and informs the driver of where to go.
When she gets to the apartment, Robin is on the other side of the door, waiting for her.
"Hello, Bree," he greets with a warm hug.
"Hi Bing," Breezy replies and smothers him in kisses.
"You're really cold, Sweetie," Robin observes.
"Wanna warm me up with snuggles?"
"You know it."
Robin takes Breezy's hand, her cool skin giving him goosebumps, and leads her to the bedroom. Breezy jumps on the bed, kicking off her shoes, but keeping her jacket and hat on.
Robin comes over to her and slides off her jacket and removes her hat, his hand tracing her face and meets his warm mouth with hers.
They break away from each other and Robin climbs over Bree to get into the Big Spoon position behind her. He wraps his strong arms around her and pulls her close, softly breathing into her ear.
Robin brings the blanket over them with one of his hands and then returns his hand to meet his other tangled with Bree's.
They fall into a nice evening nap together, warming up quickly.