Consequences

Emily attempted to conceal the blush on her cheeks and looked away, searching for anything to look at other than his eyes. She wondered why he seemed fixated on this particular name and asked, 

"Won't just Raylen work?" 

"It won't," Raylen replied, watching her want to bury her face in the scarf wrapped around her neck. "Say it. You've done it before; you can do it now." 

Considering that he hadn't made any other strange requests, Emily weighed it briefly in her mind before conceding that it was just a name. Her hands tugged at the sides of her coat, and her lips parted. 

"Ray… Ray, please catch me a snowflake…" she hesitantly uttered, her words barely rising above a whisper, and Raylen took advantage of the moment by saying, 

"Hm? I don't think I quite caught that."