The promise of that mouth on his thumb hardly did the thought of playing in the snow any favors by Jackson's mind, let alone the feeling of her against him. "You ain't doin' a great job makin' me wanna do anything that don't involve a hell of a lot less clothing, darlin'," he pointed out, amused, hands on her back. "Besides, you need to get some warmth back into you now and again, you wanna avoid catchin' your death out here." He managed to keep a straight face as he added, "Doctor's orders."

Well, he managed to keep a straight face for exactly as long as he wanted, and then broke into a warm smile. "How about it?"