Emilie's smirk was back in no time at all. Her eyes lingered over the jacket, and for a moment her mind was somewhere else.

"There's a diner not far from here," she replied, sounding dreamy. Her blue eyes flicked back up to Ciaran's face and her smirk broadened. Poor fuck was going to freeze to death. She imagined teeth chattering would somewhat ruin his image.

There wasn't time to worry about it, her parents would eventually notice they were taking forever and come looking for them. She peered around the door and found the hallway empty.

"Let's go."