"I don't think I'm ever going to get tired of kissing you," Raleigh says when he pulls away. Her cheeks are a little pink from the cold and he brushes his fingertips against one, touching it lightly.

"You look perfect out here, like some kind of snow maiden or something. I guess you weren't kidding when you said you came from someplace cold, huh? You look like you were born for it."