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Snowed In: Chapter Sixteen - navessa allen
BEN I’m waiting for Ella outside when she pulls up. She texted me to say that she’d like help hanging onto the dogs while they meet the puppies, so they don’t get too excited and accidentally bowl one over or something. It’s fucking freezing out tonight, and darker than sin because there’s a new moon. Ella pulls up closer than usual, right into the golden nimbus spread over the top of my driveway by the floodlights. The engine cuts off, and she opens the door and hops nimbly out from the truck. I take the porch stairs down and head over to greet her. “I am wearing the world’s ugliest underwear,” she announces. Okay then. “I thought I would go ahead and throw that out there now, since you said yesterday that you don’t think, uh…” she pauses, looks at me, shifts her gaze toward my belt, and then gestures back and forth between us several times, her hand at crotch level, “this is a good idea.” I start to smile, but then see that her expression is dead serious. I will not laugh. I will not laugh. “Anyway, I feel like there was some tension at Jane’s earlier, …