Two freezing cold hours romping through the snowy woodlands on a snowmobile left Brian exhilarated but chilled to the bone. Tristan looked like he was half frozen, too.
The moment Brian entered the room, he made straight for the huge whirlpool tub and turned on the hot water full blast.
“Good idea,” commented Tristan, as he began to peel out of cold, snow damp clothing.
“Then maybe I’ll be able to feel my fingers again.” Brian fumbled open the zipper of his jacket with partially numb fingers.
“You’re probably even more frozen than me because you were driving.” Tristan shed his clothes more slowly.
“After we get thawed out, we need food. I brought some stuff with us, but it’s not really meal oriented.”
“Chips and soda?”
“No, raspberry Lambic, chocolate truffles, and some way too expe
