Then, before I even knew what was happening, she kissed me. She could have bitten off my mouth and I would have been less surprised. Her lips were cracked and rough from the cold. Her nose fitted perfectly next to mine. Our faces aligned, our breath mixed. Then she pulled away. ‘I wasn’t going to die without doing that,’ she said. The world of primordial ice must not have frozen me completely, because my chest burned like a coal furnace. ‘Well?’ She frowned. ‘Stop gaping and let’s move.