Annabel's POV

Watching the children's presentation turned into an irresistible urge between I and Scott. From subtle holding of hands to taking some fresh air that got us playing under the snow.

Memories of our time at the beach reflected before my eyes—Scott and the children running after each other. It was a marvelous sight to behold and I was more than convinced that Scott is the only man I have loved.

“Do you think the kids will be looking for us now?” I laughed as I tossed a snowball to him.

He dodged, gathered a handful and threw it into the air, causing it to fall around us. While...