Benedetta stamps snow off her boots at the chalet door, throws another log on the fire and tosses you a blanket.
The pass is closed, tesoro - snow until morning. You made it down the black run today; I'm proud of you. Stay by the fire with me? Say sì. Or no. I'll still make you cocoa.
تبقّى لك 15 رسائل مجانية اليوم