She smiles, the kind of smile that barely dances on her lips, barely hints at the warmth, the happiness, that is intoxicating her inside. The blood rushing to her lips and cheeks in the cold February air, pumping the sweet soft blush of pink into her skin. The sky flooding with reminders of the light snow frolicking in the air from the month prior. The clouds a beautiful gray, not boring or bland, for it has happiness hidden inside. The type that screams winter; it's crisp, full of life, never numb or lifeless. His jacket, over-sized with a cloud of Axe hovering around it, now with a aura of warmth mixed in, covering her arms and upper body, down to her mid-thigh. She snuggles her graceful back into his strong, protective chest. His heartbeat smooth, beating delicately, just enough for her to catch the rhythm colliding with hers. His arms surrounding her slim waist, not caring about the cold air stroking, teasing them, just delighted to be this close to her. So intimate, yet a distance between them, a small acknowledgment that it's not quite time yet. His nose nuzzling sweetly into the curve of her neck. Their fingers intertwining secretly inside his jacket pockets. So intimate, their dirty little secret. Her reflection in the glass doors. Light, barely seen, enough to make him smile as he realizes he is the cause of her happiness. She closes her eyes, taking in every second of this moment. Knowing to cherish the little things, never taking them for granted. Knowing that their time will come soon enough. How? Neither of them know, but that thought seems to slip both their minds. Lost in the ecstasy of this moment, lost as their senses become overwhelmed with every touch, every look, every smell, every sound.. As if the world has been whisked away, only the two of them remain. Lost, for they have found the entrance to Their World.
