Walking into the bedroom, he noticed right away that the curtains had been drawn there as well. The Christmas lights hung along the tops of the walls gave it an ethereal, mellow glow, and as he climbed into bed and pulled Rogue against him, Steve didn't even think about the cold. All he could think about was what a fantastic night they'd had, and what a wonderful gal she was, and how incredibly lucky he was that she was with him.
Tonight had been great, and he hoped as he fell into a dreamless sleep, that tomorrow would be even better. It was Christmas, after all.
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Date: 2017-01-11 03:57 am (UTC)Tonight had been great, and he hoped as he fell into a dreamless sleep, that tomorrow would be even better. It was Christmas, after all.