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New York is beautiful, especially during this time in the evening. I never expected it to look so magical as the snow surrounds us like a romantic movie scene -- as cliché as that sounds. Walking hand in hand, I notice there aren't many people around. It's very unusual.

We stroll through the deserted park and I instantly grasp that we're walking through the most popular ice rink here in the City. My heart flutters thinking back to my first date with Reese. We went to a small ice rink in our hometown.

Oh.

Reese is trying to revisit our first date.

I haven't skated since and I don't know if I'll be any good at it now. It was so long ago.

Reese leads me towards the rink and we change our shoes at the small stall near the front entrance. The man working there watches us with an awestruck expression. I guess he's surprised to see not one -- but two famous faces in one evening, I hide my smile by tieing up the laces of my skates.

"Why is it so quiet here?" I ask.

His dark, wet hair falls into his eyes as he ties up his shoes. "I wanted this to be special, so I pulled a few strings." he shrugs yet I notice the small smile creeping on his lips.

"Wow," my eyes widen when I see the bright stark rink sprinkled with cream and pink rose petals. He planned a private night for us. He did all this for me.

My chest tightens thinking about his romantic gesture.

As soon as my feet are on the ice, I slip and slide all over the place. A little squeal leaves my lips and I laugh awkwardly. Reese's grip tightens on my hands as he starts skating backwards, guiding me slowly.

He can still skate perfectly I see.

I stand straighter. Almost instantly my feet slid out from under me. I gasp, knowing I was going to fall. Reese's arms loop around my waist as he leans back so that we both fall instead of just me.

I giggle, hiding my face in his chest.

I can tell he's used to skating and I feel a little embarrassed I can't get my balance right. Maybe I'm nervous?

Come on Marnie, all those lessons and I'm acting like a beginner.

Reese hits the ground with a small grunt, and I land on top of him. He chuckles underneath me and I smile apologetically. "Sorry." a small blush creeps across my cheeks as I push myself up, straddling him before carefully manoeuvring to the side so that I'm sitting on the ice, my face flaming despite feeling the cold on the rink.

Oh gosh.

After a few attempts of regaining my balance, I finally get the hang of it. It isn't long until I'm gliding around the rink.

God, this feels amazing. I feel happy and I'm enjoying the freedom that I haven't felt in years.

We did a few laps, I tried a few skills I learned from my classes so long ago, like jumping and skating on one foot. Reese looks incredibly sexy when he's skating, so powerful and masterful. He smiles broadly as we skate around, his green eyes wide and bright and a small dimple stuck out on his cheek. My heart skips a beat. He's so handsome.

He stands in front of me, I can see his breath in the bitterly cold wind.

He is here, staring down at me. My Reese.

I wrap my arms tightly around his neck and pull him in close, looking into his glazed-over eyes. I can feel the burning passion sizzling between us. He bends his knees so we're on the same level, he holds me tightly and then stands back up, lifting me clean off my feet. I gasp, feeling tingles all over.

He starts to skate gently around the rink, occasionally doing small spins and changing to skate backwards. My blonde hair curtains around our faces, and I can feel his breath on my lips.

His eyes never leave mine while he glides around the ice. It was the most erotic and sexy thing that has ever happened to me, and my whole body is yearning for him in a scary but good way.

We didn't say anything and we didn't have to. It's like our eyes and body language were communicating, it felt right, it felt good.

We continue skating for a little while longer before we decide to grab some food at a nearby restaurant. Of course, we couldn't escape the few paparazzi that spotted us leaving the rink hand in hand.

I wasn't sure if Reese liked to show off our new 'friendship' in public. I mean, the whole world knows me as his ex-girlfriend or past fling. So I don't know what he's thinking or how he feels about me.

When he reaches for my hand, however, I couldn't ignore the warmth spreading inside my chest. He's proudly showing me off to the world.

That I was his.

Our bodyguards manage to escort us both safely to our vehicle, we could still hear the wild voices of paparazzi shouting through the tinted glass windows.

'Reese! Marnie! Do you wish to comment on anything? Are you together? How long have you been dating? Can you confirm your relationship?'

Oh my.

Here we go.

After eating at a very delicious Chinese restaurant in the middle of the City, we agreed to call it a night.

It was a lovely evening. Frankly, I can't wipe the huge goofy smile off my face even if I tried. My cheeks were starting to ache and a light and happy feeling settled in my stomach.

Reese has been such good company. He's made me laugh a few times, the conversation flowed and I could feel that familiar pull to him. It's crazy that after all this time -- there's still something between us. Something so powerful, like sparks radiating around us.

I never thought it was possible to have a connection so strong with someone.

Maybe we are destined to be together. We were meant to find each other again. This is our second chance to be happy.

While driving back to my apartment building, I start to feel a little deflated knowing the night was coming to an end. I didn't want it to end, although I knew it had to.

I feel calm and content listening to the smooth rumbling of the vehicle. A comfortable silence settled between us.

"So I heard about the actor, is it true?"

My back stiffens. I don't know why I felt a little awkward when he raised the question. Yes, I knew he would find out about Ethan sooner or later. My life is so transparent, sometimes people know about things before I do. Like Ethan cheating on me.

"Yeah, he admitted it after I saw the headlines." I fiddle with my hands clasped in my lap. I don't know what else to say.

"I'm sorry," Reese mutters but I can tell he was being sincere. I appreciated that.

I gaze into Reese's eyes, my voice sounding so small. "I'm glad I found out before it was too late." Another moment of silence passes us.

He nods his head. "Yeah." he replies simply.

His green eyes watch me intensely and suddenly I feel hot as a freaking furnace. God, what on earth is wrong with me? I need to calm down.

I glance at Reese and he still watches me.

His lips turn upwards and his eyes gleam with mischief. "So I'm guessing you haven't skated since high school?"

"Was it obvious?" I giggle and he chuckles, low and husky.

"At first. You got the hang of it towards the end." I guess I did. I'm thankful Reese was there to help me.

"I was worried I had lost my balance. Thanks for the help, by the way." he smiles affectionately. "Of course."

"I loved that place. I've always wanted to go but I never got the chance, especially with the paps." he watches me with a small smile. I can't tell what he was thinking. He must think I'm pathetic or disappointed I can't skate as well as I used to. Or he thinks I'm boring because I don't go out much.

"I always thought you looked like an Angel on the ice. I loved seeing your smile, your vibrant eyes light up. Your pretty face turns an alluring shade of pink. It's a beautiful sight."

My face heats up as he continues to watch me with adoration and awe. I have to break eye contact because I feel like any second I will end up leaning over the console and brushing my lips with his. The temptation is killing me.

What is he doing to me? What is this feeling? I'm losing my head over this guy. Again.

I need space to think this over. It's all too much at once.

"Thank you, for tonight Reese," I whisper, biting the edge of my lip.

"You're welcome, Angel." Be still my heart.

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