Page 35 of Wylder & the Rising Rockstar
“What did you expect?” She looked up at him. “I apparently thought it was a good idea to have a picnic in December, atnight. I’m clearly delusional though, in my defense, itiswarmer here during the day. The canopy kind of radiates heat, but I didn’t account for the lack of sunlight.”
“I like your spontaneity, even when it doesn’t work. This place is like a fantasy, Wylds.” His breath warmed her cheek as he held her close and they gazed around the garden. When he looked away, she missed it. He reached into the backpack and retrieved two thermoses. “It’s a good thing yourboyfriendthinks things through more than you.” He pulled a bag of marshmallows and another of her favorite melty mints from the bag.
“Ahh, boyfriend thought of everything!” She didn’t even argue with his words because the moment she smelled hot cocoa, she knew she’d let him say anything if she could get her hands on it. “I think this is the best drink I’ve ever had.” Her words shook as a shiver overtook her, and she let the warm liquid slide down her throat.
“You only say that because you’re so cold.” He laughed as he took a sip.
“Maybe.” They didn’t speak as they continued to drink their hot cocoa and stare at the flowers that were as nonsensical as them.
“I have a proposal,” Logan finally said, his teeth chattering.
“I’m flattered, Logan, but we’ve been dating less than a day. Isn’t it a bit early for marriage talk?”
He gripped her sides and laughed. “Not that kind of proposal.”
“Shame.”
“This part of campus is super cool, and I’m glad you brought me here, but it’s cold, Wylder, and you’re shaking in my arms. I have a backpack full of pizza. Why don’t we go back to the dorms, curl under a blanket, watch a movie, and stuff our faces.”
Wylder couldn’t help feeling like she’d let him down. “Sorry this was such a bad idea.”
“No.” He pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. “It was perfect.”
She bit back a smile. Perfect. Okay.
* * *
Wylder had never been more thankful to be a senior with her own room.
She and Logan shucked off their cold weather gear as fast as they could, leaving it scattered around her room before jumping onto the bed and piling blankets on top of them.
She couldn’t remember ever being so cold, and it felt like they’d brought the cold inside with them.
Her shivering stilled as Logan’s warmth seeped into her. Then she let out a groan.
Logan turned onto his side to face her. “What’s wrong?”
She sighed. “We didn’t stop in the dining hall to refill the thermoses.”
“I can go do that.” He lifted the blankets.
“Don’t you dare.” She yanked him back down. “You’re my warming pad.”
He laughed and draped an arm over her stomach. “Then what are we going to do?”
Without thinking, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed. When someone answered she grinned. “Yes, is this the coffee delivery service?”
Logan lifted a brow, and she shot him a just-go-with-it look.
“Two large coffees. My usual. Delivered right to my room. Yes, payment will be made in full, and you’ll be keeping two very cool people from freezing to death.” Order placed, she ended the call.
“This school has a coffee delivery service?” Logan stared at her like she held all the school’s secrets.
“No.” Wylder snorted. “That was Killian. Diego is off at some study group tonight, and his next game isn’t until Friday, so I knew he’d be around.”
“Does anyone ever say no to you?”
“Not usually.” She wouldn’t tell him what the cost of Killian’s service would be.
