“Oh . . .”
Neal pulled his jacket tighter around her. “Come on, let’s go inside. You’re shivering.”
“I’m fine, Neal.”
“Good, let’s go be fine where it’s warm.”
“I just . . .” She reached up and touched his face again. “I almost . . .”
He whispered: “Enough, Georgie. You’re here now. Be here now.”