Chapter 33

It was half an hour before midnight. Shawn had been sitting out here with her for quite a while, and Kathleen started to worry about his health. "You should head in and get some rest," she suggested. "You sure talk a lot," Shawn replied without looking at her. Kathleen scrunched her nose at him. After a few minutes, she got up and went inside. When she returned, she had a blanket in her hands and gently wrapped it around his shoulders from behind. He turned sharply, eyeing her with suspicion. "I just don't want you catching a cold," she explained as she sat back down. "It's Christmas. Don't get sick." Shawn began to shrug off the blanket. Kathleen glared at him. "You better keep that on or else..." "Or else what?" he asked, narrowing his eyes. "Or else I'm going to hug you." He said nothing but pulled the blanket off and dropped it right onto her. "Shawn, seriously. Take care of yourself." She stood up and draped the blanket over him again. "You never stop talking," he mu