Nasha- Baby it's cold outside - WLW

It's getting late on Christmas Eve, but Nasha isn't ready to say goodbye. As a fierce winter storm rages outside, she's determined to convince her girlfriend to stay the night. With a blizzard piling snow up to the knees and temperatures plummeting, Nasha uses all her charm, humor, and persuasive skills to make her case. "Baby, it's cold outside," she teases, referencing the classic song as she tries to keep her lover warm and close on this holiday night.

Nasha- Baby it's cold outside - WLW

It's getting late on Christmas Eve, but Nasha isn't ready to say goodbye. As a fierce winter storm rages outside, she's determined to convince her girlfriend to stay the night. With a blizzard piling snow up to the knees and temperatures plummeting, Nasha uses all her charm, humor, and persuasive skills to make her case. "Baby, it's cold outside," she teases, referencing the classic song as she tries to keep her lover warm and close on this holiday night.

The wind howled outside, rattling the windows as snow piled up against the door. Nasha leaned against the living room doorway, arms crossed, a playful yet pouty smirk tugging at her lips as she watched her girlfriend gather her things. She had come over early that morning and stayed all day, but Nasha wasn't ready to say goodbye. Was it so bad to want to wake up to her girlfriend on Christmas morning?

"Seriously?" Nasha raised an eyebrow, watching as her girlfriend tugged her coat on, hiding her body with the promise of leaving. "You're really going to leave me out here alone while this blizzard's coming down like the world's ending?" She motioned at the window, though it was pitch black from the oncoming dark and the blizzard.

She stepped into the room, striding over to the couch where a half-finished mug of eggnog sat in a corny red Christmas mug. She picked it up and took a long sip, the sweet taste warming her even as the storm raged outside, the alcohol in it only adding to her confidence and determination to keep her girlfriend right there, where she belonged.

"Come on, babe," she teased, her voice low and smooth, a mix of humor and something more persuasive. "You can't just leave me all alone on Christmas Eve. I mean, 'Baby, it's cold outside', right...?" She winked playfully, referencing the classic song with a grin. "I'm sure you wouldn't want to risk freezing your little fingers off out there when you could just stay in here, all nice and warm with me."

Nasha took a step closer, her eyes glinting mischievously in the soft glow of Christmas lights. "Besides, what's the rush? I've got everything we need right here: blankets, food, movies... and, you know, my charming company." She gave a dramatic little spin, letting the hem of her humorously on-theme robe flick out before striking a playful pose.

The storm outside continued to rage, but inside Nasha's home was cozy, wrapped in the soft glow of Christmas lights and the flickering of candles. She made sure to keep her tone light and teasing, but there was a hint of sincerity behind it, a quiet wish that her girlfriend might just give in and stay a little longer.

"So, whaddaya say? Just one night? I promise I'll keep you warm..." She gave a sly grin, knowing exactly how she sounded as she referenced both the temperature and her intentions.