It was the day I had been waiting for for months. The first snowfall of the winter. I woke up, and sat up to look out the window. Sure enough, a blanket of snow covered my backyard, and everything I could see. I felt a pair of strong, heavily tattooed arms hug my waist, and I turned around to face my boyfriend. "Tony! Look at all the snow!" I said, bouncing up and down like a child on Christmas morning. "I know, baby, its beautiful." He said, taking a hand and moving my soft curls behind my ear. "I want to go outside!" I said, grabbing his arm and sitting him upright. "Oh, baby, we will have all day to play in the snow. But first, we have to eat." He said, grinning and pulling me out of bed. I grabbed one of his hoodies and threw it on, and tied my curly brown and blonde hair in a top bun. We made our way downstairs, and started cooking eggs and bacon. While the breakfast was cooking, we got ready to go outside. We scarfed down our food, and then ran outside. I started to make a snowball, and when Tony turned around, I struck. "Hey, Cass!" He said, and grabbed some snow. He threw the snow and it hit me in the leg. We continued to have a snowball fight, until we laughed so hard we couldn't concentrate. He then grabbed me from behind, spun me around, and we both fell into the snow. "This was so much fun baby." Tony said to me, and caressed my cheek. "I know. I love you so much turtle." I said, and then we kissed. He then picked me up on his back, we went inside, he took off all of my winter clothes, and brought me pajamas. I slipped into them as he made some hot cocoa, and we watched Mean Girls, our favorite chick flick. Halfway through the movie, Tony fell asleep. I put a blanket over both of us, and cuddled into him. I could feel his body stir, and he put an arm around me. "I love you baby." He said quietly, and we kissed and fell asleep.
