152. Dreams
After half an hour full of my blushing and Aaron’s moans, Aaron gave a final sigh of relief as he came. My hands were cold and sore from all that action.
“Babe, why don’t we head back?” Aaron suggested while panting heavily.
“Don’t say that, I know what you’re really thinking.” I put on an expression of disgust as I pushed his head away and ran further into the snow.
I heard Aaron chuckle behind me. I didn’t make it far be- fore he pounced on me again, rolling around and kissing me in the snow.
I was lying on my back, gazing past Aaron at the pale blue sky. I thought it would be nice if time just… stood still for a while, so I could fully appreciate this moment.
Aaron and I spent a lot of time at the ski resort. I lost track of time while surrounded by the landscape of pure white
By the time we returned to the villa, Cinder and Eliott had already set up a candlelit dinner for the four of us in the glass conservatory on the roof. They even opened up two bottles of fine red wine.
Cinder sat unashamed on Eliott’s lap while wearing a s*xy red halter dress. She pretended not to notice I was back. “If Olive doesn’t get back here soon, you’ll have to call the search and rescue team! She could’ve been taken away by wild wolves!”
I rolled my eyes at Cinder. “Yeah, yeah. I met a feral wolf
on the ski slope and was nearly devoured.” I gave Aaron a pointed glance.
chair.
Aaron hurried forward and sat down opposite me.
“We’re finally all here, so let’s eat! Since it’s such a beauti- ful snowy night; we should celebrate.” Cinder deliberately rubbed her a*s against Elliot briefly before standing up with her glass of wine and sitting beside me.
We all raised our wine, gave toasts, and clinked our glass- es together to start off the evening.
I took a sip of the bittersweet red wine and closed my eyes to relish in the flavor.
“Does it taste good? My family invested in the vineyard where it was made, and this wine is one-of-a-kind. It’s a spe- cial variant that isn’t for sale, so it gets rarer the more we drink it…”
After Cinder’s introduction, Aaron couldn’t help but cor- rectly describe the process by which it was made and the age of the wine. He also said that this wine was bottled to com- memorate a special day. The date on the bottle did seem a bit familiar…
After a second, I suddenly remembered and blurted out, “Hey, this wine was bottled on your birthday!”
Cinder and Eliott cast suspicious glances at Aaron, won- dering if this was just a coincidence.
“Wow, you surprised me! I didn’t expect you to remember my birthday.” Aaron smiled in glee and gave me an excited kiss on my left cheek.
Cinder figured that this wasn’t just by chance. She squint- ed her eyes and said, “Aaron, this wine has nothing to do with you!”
“Well, would you believe me if I said this wine was bottled to celebrate my birth?” Aaron sat up a bit and proudly smiled at Cinder.
“No way, I can’t believe I had no idea!” Cinder was aston- ished, and grabbed my hand with her eyes still fixed on Aaron. “Then you have a private collection at home, right? Can you give me a few? bottles”
Aaron shrugged. “Sure, I’ve got plenty at home!”
“Hey, why haven’t I seen it?” I looked at Aaron in amaze-
ment.
Aaron pinched my cheeks and tilted his head, giving me a doting smile. “Next time you’re over, I’ll show you the wine cel- lar!”