After Chris read the last post, he wrote this about his memories of that time:
I watched her test the strength of the ice on the edge of the stream we were standing near. She seemed very engaged in the task so I took the opportunity to sneak up and give her a playful shove, being sure to hold on to her so she didn't actually go anywhere. She looked so irresistibly cute when she pouted about my little attempt that I couldn't hold back any longer. I wrapped my hands around her slender waist and lifted her up in my arms. I just wanted to have her at that moment. We giggled a little and I brought her down to my lips for a kiss. Her soft, warm lips were a wonderful contrast to the freezing cold air. I picture us making out in the snow next to that frozen stream and just the thought of how I felt at that moment makes me feel warm to this day. I was in love with her before I even knew what was happening.
I felt pretty banged up at the end of the sledding for sure. I was having such a good time through that I kept going long after I was in pain.
I don't remember her stomach hurting when we were at the hookah lounge. She was doing an awesome job hiding it and being sexy!
Shopping with her was great because I felt really amazing putting on the right sized clothes and those ‘wow’ looks I was getting from her did a number on my ego.