My kind of love.

"What?" She shrieked and a smirk followed. "What?" I repeated, holding her toes between my fingers, perfectly intertwined. "You shouldn't touch the feet of women, know that? Makes a dent in your manliness." I bent down, kissed her feet and looked right into her eyes "What kind of a man doesn't love his woman's toes?"

Open up!

Naked and shivering, I stand at your door Knocking and calling I drop to the floor Look at the snow, Lady, Please know It's cold outside Hear my heart cry And lead me to the fire Chills go up and down my spine Legs go numb, mind goes wild Lady, please know It's cold outside…