"It's Christmas. I wasn't going to leave you over here all alone while I skated for hours," Bobby said, as if that was the most obvious thing in the world. Because to him, it was. To do such a thing would be thoughtless and selfish, and that was simply antithesis to who he was.

"Sure, let's do it." He was excited for the view, but less so for the lift ride up, after that comment. "I just might," he murmured with a grin, following him to the line for the lift and slipping an arm around his waist. "Although they may find it a little hard to believe after watching me kiss you," he added, doing that very thing. It was a quick kiss, but not exactly what most would consider 'chaste.'