Without further ado, here's this week's six. Jack and Elizabeth are finally spending the night together...bundled up in their warmest clothing in a barn in northern England in February, waiting for a mare to foal. But one thing has led to another, and...
He broke the kiss but stayed close, nose to nose, breathing hard. “Oh, God, Elizabeth. Is it really that cold?”
Some distant part of her murmured she might regret this in the morning, but she ignored it. “I’ve never been warmer,” she gasped.
She kissed him again and he began to work at the buttons on her pelisse.