He tightened his grip on my hand, and I turned to look at him, momentarily lost in the soft golden warmth that radiated off of him.
“You okay?” he asked gently.
I nodded.
“Yeah,” I said, giving him a genuine smile- those always came so easily around him, regardless of my mood- and leaning closer into his side. I relished his warmth as the biting cold from the people we passed seeped into my skin. ...
