Roseanne paused, a spark of gratitude in her eyes. "You gave it to me, but what about you...?"
Owen Reynolds shrugged off the cold. "I'm fine."
"Thanks."
As they reached the corner of the street, Owen told Roseanne to wait up for a moment and darted into the nearby convenience store.
In less than a minute, he emerged with two steaming cups in hand.
"Here you go."
Roseanne, curious, took a sniff. "What's this?"
"Ginger spiced tea."
Her eyebrows raised in surprise. "They sell that here?"
How had she never noticed?
Owen chuckled. "Seasonal special, just started stocking it."
"And yours?"
He shook his head. "Nah, I went for a buckwheat tea."
Wrapped in the warmth of the drink and Owen's coat, Roseanne felt a cozy heat envelop her, her cheeks flushing a lovely shade of pink.
After climbing the stairs, she handed back the coat to Owen.
"Thanks, Professor. Goodnight."
His smile was slight but sincere. "Goodnight."
They headed to their respective homes.
Post-shower, Roseanne settled down to tackle her thesis, bundled up in a knitted sweater, cozy and warm.
Her phone rang. It was Norris.
"Hey, Dad."
"Has Anne hit the hay yet?"
"Not yet, deep in thesis work."
"The weather’s turned cold. Don't stay up too late and remember to layer up."
"I know, Dad. We've got heating up here; it's not that cold indoors. How's Mom?"
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