The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me novel Chapter 423

Sebastian felt her gaze and turned to meet her eyes. "What's making you smile?"

"Nothing. Just happy." She slipped her hand out of his warm pocket. "Wait here a second."

She hurried to her car, opened the door, and pulled out The Midnight Scarf. Returning to him, she wrapped it around his strong, elegant neck. "It was supposed to be a Christmas Eve gift, but since it's past midnight, it'll have to be a Christmas gift."

She took a step back to admire her work. Handsome features, tall physique, black coat, and a gray scarf. Yes, it suited him perfectly. "Merry Christmas."

Fifteen years ago, she had warmed his heart.

Fifteen years later, she was warming him completely.

She was the source of all his warmth, inside and out.

Emotions surged in Sebastian's eyes. He took a step forward, cupping her cheeks with both hands, and leaned down to kiss her.

The suddenness of it caught Riley off guard, but only for a second. She wrapped her arms around his lean waist and kissed him back.

The first snow of the year drifted down around them, settling on their hair and shoulders like a dusting of frost.

The freezing wind carried their scorching breaths. In a world consumed by swirling white, it felt as though they were the only two people left alive.

Snow turning their hair white was a promise that surpassed a thousand words.

When they parted, Sebastian held her tight. "Thank you."

Thank you for walking into my life fifteen years ago and pulling me from the abyss.

Thank you for choosing to stand by me now, making my lifelong devotion complete.

Riley thought he was thanking her for the gift. "I actually lied. I started knitting it a while ago, but I hadn't finished. I rushed to get it done tonight."

She had made it herself.

Sebastian tightened his embrace, kissing the shell of her ear. "How long have you been out here?"

He frowned deeper, staring at her intensely, his eyes saying: You promised we'd go up after watching the snow.

She squeezed his hand, her voice taking on a slightly coaxing tone. "It's really late. Next time, I'll come over earlier."

"When is next time?"

Uh...

She had just said it casually. She hadn't expected him to be so serious. Knowing he had spent so much time at the hospital with Eleanor and likely had a mountain of corporate work, she guessed tentatively, "New Year's?"

He squeezed her hand back, clearly dissatisfied with that answer.

"In a couple of days?"

He shook his head. "Tomorrow."