Fire Ice
The sun was warm against their skin, in contrast to the icy air, as they entered the park. It was quiet there and the recent snowfall had been left undisturbed, a few footprints from birds and other wildlife were the only visible signs of life in the otherwise virgin and pristine white. She was an attractive red-head with sparkling green eyes that danced with mischief, her full figure clad alluringly in a hunter green polar necked sweater that clung to all the right places, and accentuated her...