Imagine:
Dalton is picking you up soon. You're scrambling to get ready to go, but you can't find your favorite purple beanie. It's cold outside; snowing, actually. As you open the door to your room to ask your mom if she's seen it, you're startled by your adorable blond boyfriend.
"Looking for this," he asks, dangling your beanie in front of you.
"Yes," you reply, trying to take it from him. Instead of just letting you have it, he holds it up high, making you jump for it. After a while he lowers it and you're finally able to take it from him. You place the beanie over his head and take a picture.
"You look super-fab, honey." Giggles escape your lips as Dalton adjusts the hat so he can see.
"Thank you," he responds cutely. He takes you by the hand and escorts you down to his car.
"DALTON WHAT? YOU KNOW I'M TERRIFIED OF THIS! WHY ARE WE HERE???"
Your sweetheart has driven you to the local ice rink. You've never been ice-skating before, and you are really scared of looking stupid. Dalton takes your hand and leads you inside, getting skates in both your sizes. He helps you put them on and quickly ties his on as well. You follow him to the rink and he steps onto the ice.
"Come on, Arielle." He extends his hand to help you. You shake your head violently.
"Baby, you know I won't let anything happen to you. I'll be right here the whole time," he reassures you. All you want to do in this moment is make that beautiful face of his light up, so you step out onto the ice with extreme caution. You stand there, Dalton's strong arms wrapped around you. For a moment, you forget your fears.
"Here, let's move forward a little."
"Awe, can't we just stand here," you ask fearfully. He smiles that sweetly seductive Dalton-smile at you.
"You can do this." He kisses you on the cheek and skates in front of you, facing you. He begins skating backwards, which causes you to move forwards.
"I...I'm moving!" You giggle in delight, making Dalton smile. He glides back behind you, holding your hips.
"Now, just push forward..."
After about 15 minutes, Dalton has you skating around in circles like a pro. He can barely keep up with you as you glide around the rink. He finally grabs you around the waist, spinning you both.
An hour later, you're both exhausted and freezing.
"Let's go get warmed up," Dalton suggests. You agree and you both turn in your skates. Back in Dalton's car, he turns over the ignition. He's about to say something when you stop his lips by using your finger to shush him.
"Just drive, Beautiful Boy."
Dalton drives you back to his house where his family is all snuggled together in one part of the house already watching a movie. He lets them know you're there and Becca gives you a change of clothes since yours are wet from the snow outside.
"You can change in my room, Arielle," Dalton says in a sultry tone. You roll your eyes and giggle as his mother yells out "Only if you're changing in Becca's room, Dalton." He gets an irritated look on his face and reluctantly marches down to his sister's room to change.
When you've finally changed, you walk out to Dalton's living room to find a mug of hot chocolate sitting on the table. Dalton is putting in a movie and doesn't hear or see you enter the room, so you sneak up behind him and smack him on the rear.
"Ow! Hey!" You laugh as he chases you a few feet before catching you and tickling you.
"MERCY! OH, HELL! MERCY!!!"
"Okay..." He stops tickling you and looks into your eyes. He gives you a long-awaited kiss and pulls you up onto the couch with him. Snuggling with your wonderful, amazing and adorable boyfriend, you both grab your hot chocolates and settle in to watch the 2008 Doctor Who Christmas Special, "The Next Doctor."
