He would conjure a jacket for me. Jools hadn't made up her mind entirely, but she was certain that these were her first steps toward falling in love. "No," she said gently. "We won't need jackets once I cast it. We'll be warm and cozy until we get back inside."

She hadn't noticed how nervous he was because her nerves were nearly deafening. "I mean, unless you're already warm. I can just cast it on me."