As they sat next to the fire on an ungodly cold night, the passion sizzled through. They had been talking for a while and at that point, they still were. At points like these on past occasions, someone would bid the other a good night and go off to their rooms with an image of the other taking up their thoughts until they drifted into sleep, but this night was quite different. They were still talking, well past the point when someone would indicate a desire to end the night. The conversation went on and not because either of them was into the conversation. They stayed because both were waiting for the other to make a first move. For what seemed like an eternity, they talked, never breaking eye contact, hearts pounding at the thought of the two existing possibilities, that something would happen and the fact that something could also not. They were both slowly heating up as the night grew older, and colder, both nearing the b
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