Today I'm doing double duty since I'm also blogging at my own place You Heard It Here and I thought I'd make them intertwine. Because my daughter is experiencing the bitter cold of a Boston January while I sweat in the heat of a California winter, I thought I'd make my posts weather related. So the question is:
What season is best for love?
I pick winter! If it's freezing outside, you HAVE to cuddle with the one you love, right? (I guess you don't HAVE to, but the dog or cat cuddling only goes so far, am I right?)
And what's sexier than having multiple layers of clothes to slowly peel off until you get down to all that glorious skin?! Or how about walks in the snow or snowball fights to get the blood pumping before you... you know... get the blood pumping? Winter love means Eskimo kisses and hot chocolate. It means roasting s'mores in front of a toasty fireplaces to energize for a long night fooling around in that very same spot. <G> Winter love means cuddling up under heavy blankets and keeping the cold at bay with long make-out sessions and quiet minutes of nothing but touching.
Okay... really... I'm kind of wishing it wasn't so hot in Los Angeles. LOL. (Which reminds me, don't forget to drop by You Heard It Here to read the flip side.)
So which season do you want to love in? And I'll tack on another question here as well for all the writers in the house... Which season do you prefer WRITING love in?