I guess that was what memories were meant for.
John parted his lips to comfort me, but the words choked in his throat at the sight of someone behind me.
I immediately knew who it was. Turning at my shoulder, indeed, I saw Ashton with a gloomy expression on his face.
John rose to his feet and bade goodbye to us.
Summer ran out to the yard to play with Snowfluff. Ashton and I were left alone in the living room.
After letting out a soft sigh, I looked down at my phone as I had no idea how much he had overheard earlier.
Suddenly, his coat fell on my shoulders. “It’s wintertime. Remember to put on more clothes.”
His drawl was attractive and sexy.
Nodding, I pulled the coat around my body. All of a sudden, he took out a cigarette and lit it up.
Knitting my brows together, I watched as he puffed on it elegantly. I hadn’t seen him smoke in a while.
It seemed like Fuller Corporation was in huge trouble.
“Will it snow tomorrow?” I broke the silence.
He took a long puff and held the cigarette between his slender fingers.
“Let’s watch the snow tonight,” he suggested out of nowhere. Strangely, I was delighted with his suggestion.
I was born in the south. I might be familiar with snow, but I’ve never seen a snow landscape. That must be stunningly beautiful.
Standing up, I went to him. With a smile, I replied, “Sure. I’ve never stayed up to watch the snow. It sounds exciting.”
He looked at me as his familiar fragrance permeated my senses blended with a slight hint of tobacco.
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