I was oblivious to anything else except the music of the birds chirping in the trees. I had a smile on my face and I swayed to the sound and relaxed. I felt tranquility all around me. It was like meditation for my soul. I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders and when I turned around it was Mr Valentine. He smiled down at me. "Miss Somers, isn't it? I see you're a cold-weather lover like me." He looked so handsome and I just stood there, not knowing what to say or do.

He leaned in towards me again and whispered into my right ear, "Do I make you nervous, Miss Somers, because it appears your lips have gone a shade of blue and that can only mean one of two things - either you're suffering from hypothermia or you've stopped breathing again."