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"Did you have something better to talk about?" He asked innocently, purposefully ignoring the 'rich boy' comment. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his pants and started walking, knowing that moving would keep him warmer than standing still.

He tensed, scowling. "I'm not going to answer that." He snapped, glaring at her. Who did she think she was, bringing that up again? What did she want from him?!

Oh, great. Now he'd insulted her somehow. He sighed. "Wait," he called after her, quickening his step to keep up with her. "I'm sorry, I was...it's just..." He sighed again, hopelessly. "I'm sorry."

He wanted to say "that would be nice", but he didn't want to offend her or hurt her any more than he already had, so he remained silent. Finally, he spoke. "No, I guess not." Another thoughtful pause. "No, I wouldn't want you to forget about it. Man, I'm confused." He shook his head, laughing helplessly.

Just looking at her made an incredible amount of emotion flash through him. He shuddered visibly and pulled away, almost stepping back. "Everything." He admitted. "Everything. Being here, stuck, in a blizzard...you..." He chuckled helplessly, avoiding looking at her. He looked at his watch instead. He breathed a sigh of releif. It was nearly seven. Time was moving, at least.

"No, not really." he confessed, but then added, "But that's a good thing. It makes you interesting. A bit of confusion and mystique adds intrigue." With impulsive affection, he reached out a hand and brushed a lock of her long, soft-as-silk blonde hair behind her ear, revealing more of her well-formed face. Wearing the over-large sweater gave her a cute, playful look, with a touch of innocence that would make anyone in their right mind want to protect her and please her. The impulse to pull her into his arms was nearly over-powering, but he fought it valiantly, though his fingertips did linger on her cheek a moment or two longer than necessary before he pulled away. But the movement had been successful, he could sense a tender feel in the air now, where there had only been friction and cautiousness before.

Man, she was cute when she pouted like that. He felt a shiver run down his spine and looked away. "The last time I looked outside it was still going strong." He sighed. "It could go for days, you know. We could be stuck here for a while."

Oh, did he. A shiver started in the tips of his fingers and travelled through his body with enough force to cause him to shiver visually. He took a step away from her. His pulse had picked up, and he knew it was obvious that his body didn't agree with his mind. At least part of him wanted to hold and feel her. "Stop it." He told her warningly, though there was enough of a wine in his voice to tell her that he was also telling himself this.