"Not really," Jennifer admitted, smiling a little. When he kissed her hair, she shivered slightly, but not with cold--it was still the newness of being so close to him. She tilted her face to his, her heart beating strongly in her chest, and then kissed him; hesitantly at first, and then less so. For a moment she hoped they were snowed in for a week so she could just go on kissing him.