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the real reason or to just make one up quickly. There is something
so intoxicating about being with him, though. And he didn’t seem
like he was making fun of her. After all, he seemed genuinely
interested in what she was saying. She would tell him the real
reason. There was no point in making anything up.
    “Le petite mort ,” she cooed. “That is all
they are interested in.”
    Danny’s forehead wrinkled and he narrowed his eyes.
Jenn’s heart sank. Had she gone too far? Had she upset him? A
million things buzzed through her head. Internally she started to
panic. She wished she hadn’t said it, said anything at all, even.
Coming here was a mistake, why did she come here.
    Danny looked like he was about to say something.
Jenn gave all of her focus on what he was about to say, not sure
what was going to happen next.
    “What does that mean?”
    Jenn could feel herself unknot. She relaxed. The
panic slipped away. He wasn’t offended or angry. She bit her lip
again, but this time she exaggerated it, hoping Danny would notice
she was doing her best to rekindle the playful back and forth. Her
heart fluttered when she could see him register she was being
playful. His confused face melted, replaced by his warm grin and
twinkling brown eyes.
    “It’s a French saying,” Jenn heard herself say. “It
means…” She paused and tried her hardest to get the right tone for
what was going to come next. “The little death,” she said. Jenn
felt herself blush. Danny cocked an eyebrow.
    “It means orgasm… Sex,” Jenn said, feeling her blush
somehow spread from her forehead to her toes. She dared not look at
Danny and pretended to be enthralled with the world outside the car
window. She could hear him chuckle.
    “I know what it means, Miss MacKenzie ,” he
said, putting an extra emphasis on the miss . “I just wanted
to see if you were brave enough to explain it. Well then, I guess I
should be more careful with my French!” Danny laughed. “I don’t
want to be giving you the wrong impression.” On hearing that, a
little bit of Jenn panicked, because she was finally willing to
admit to herself that she very much wanted him to impress her,
using French and, perhaps, other things.
     
     

Chapter 3

     
    By now, the falling snow had made it next to
impossible to see anything more than a few feet ahead of you. She
was glad she wasn’t walking home in this, and she felt an
involuntary chill dance along her body at the thought of the cold
outside. Danny had the car going slowly. Jenn saw on his face a mix
of concentration, determination, and confidence. Normally she would
be nervous as all hell driving in these conditions, but yet somehow
she didn’t feel nervous. She believed he knew what he was
doing.
    She was replaying his comment about knowing what la petite mort meant all along and that he didn’t want to
give her the wrong impression. Her mind raced. What was that supposed to mean? Was he actually flirting the whole time, or had
she misread the situation? Was she looking at it the wrong way?
Maybe he was just being friendly and wasn’t interest in her at all.
And why did he want to see if she would actually say the word sex ? They hadn’t really said anything else since then, but,
then again, maybe he was just concentrating on driving instead of
talking. She struggled to find something, anything, to say to break
the silence.
    Danny did it for her. “Why so quiet?” he asked. Jenn
saw the hint of a grin on his exquisite face.
    Jenn tried to come up with an answer that didn’t
make her sound like an idiot.
    “Oh… just enjoying the snow,” she said.
    “Well, there certainly is a lot of it for you to
enjoy,” Danny said. Jenn could feel herself unconsciously start to
blush.
    Enjoying the snow? Really? THAT is the best you
can do? Jenn thought to herself.
    Out in front of the car, Jenn saw two dim spots of
light emerge from the white landscape approaching them. Probably
another car coming from the opposite