Astrid turned silent and stared out over the land, and Vevina wondered over her thoughts. Astrid barely spoke with her. This outing had surprised her, even the few words she'd spoken to her were unexpected. Before it seemed she had meant to ignore her and keep her distance, and recalling as much, she told herself that Astrid's behavior now must reflect merely gratitude, nothing more.
A strong chilled wind whipped around them and she shivered, hugging the wool cloak to her, while Astrid stood unperturbed and in only her plaid, her shirt and her sandals.
"You are cold," Astrid said, and hugged Vevina against her, snuggling her wife in the crook of her shoulder so she rested alongside the length of her body. Astrid's heat instantly assaulted her, slipping beneath her blue blouse and brown
