[She pauses to stare down at him, her lips puckering together in a "displeased" line.]
Are you sure about that? It's kind of cold...
[And she's just going to continue showering him in those little touches and kisses and affection, moving slowly from his cheeks to his neck, her hand moving up to gently caress his ear. If he thought she was simply going to give up this time, then he thought wrong...]
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Are you sure about that? It's kind of cold...
[And she's just going to continue showering him in those little touches and kisses and affection, moving slowly from his cheeks to his neck, her hand moving up to gently caress his ear. If he thought she was simply going to give up this time, then he thought wrong...]
Too bad, though... bet the tree is nice and warm.