It was an unseasonably warm February morning. No matter how much warmer it was there was still snow covering the grounds. Tom shivered slightly as he stepped out of Greenhouse two and pulled his coat on, “Bloody hell I hate that.”
Tatiana giggled as she slipped her cold hand into his, “Hate what?”
“Walking out of the nice warm greenhouse and into the cold of winter,” Tom smiled at her as he squeezed her hand slightly in his.
“Well then,” the girl smiled wickedly as the two started walking toward the castle, “Let’s get you inside before you start crying.”
Tom shot Tatiana a sideways glance, “You’re still getting me back for Valentine’s Day aren’t you?”
Tatiana nodded her head, “And for a little while still.” She stuck her tongue out at him.
“But that wasn’t my fault,” Tom played along, whi...Read More