"Good thing I'm a certified oven." Clint half snorted, half chuckled into his glass and half finished it with a long sip.
"Also, there's lots of blankets in the wardrobe. Just let me know." He caught one of her curls between two fingertips and pulled her in for another tender kiss.

"No need to worry, no. Haven't heard anything in the house all the time since we arrived. Mostly students, I guess they all went home to their families for the weekend."

He tried his best to keep his smile but had to hide his grimace in his glass. Just for one evening not thinking of everything he was missing in his life, was that so hard?