~*~

"I'm freezing," I said to Jimmy as I turned the heat up in our hotel room. "My legs feel like ice."

We had just gotten to our new hotel room after snowtubing for most of the afternoon and early evening. Because of an issue with the pipes in the room we first had, they had to switch us to a different room, and now we would either have to share a king-sized bed tonight or one of us would have to sleep on the couch.

"Same," he responded.

"I'm going to go take a hot shower." I began taking off most of my layers of clothes; they were soaking wet from the snow, which made me feel even colder. When I got down to the last layer of my sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt, I paused.

Jimmy had averted his eyes away from me to look at his phone. I briefly considered stripping naked right there, but then I stopped myself.

I went into the bathroom, took off the rest of my clothes, and opened the bathroom door a crack. "Incoming!" I shouted, laughing, as I threw the wet clothes in Jimmy's direction.

I heard him laughing. "What was that for?"

I didn't respond, and I went into the hot shower, which felt absolutely amazing. I don't know how long I was in there, but eventually, Jimmy shouted, "Don't take all the hot water!"

"Sorry!"

I finished my shower, dried off with a towel, and then wrapped the towel around me as I walked out.

When Jimmy saw me, his cheeks became a bit flushed as he didn't seem to know where to look. He was so cute and awkward; after all, I was standing there, right in front of him, in nothing but a towel.

He stood up. "My turn," he said as he brushed past me to head towards the shower. A few seconds later, he threw his clothes in my direction. He laughed and said, "Incoming!"

"Hey!" I shouted.

"Karma's a bitch."

During the time that he was in the shower, I quickly got dressed into a shirt and a pair of sweatpants. I was browsing through my phone for a while, waiting for him to get out of the shower.

When he got out, he had a towel wrapped around his waist, so his bare chest was visible--it was toned and slightly muscular. I felt myself starting to blush, just like he had done when I came out of the shower.

He ducked into the bathroom to put on a pair of boxers and sweatpants, and then came back out and put on a shirt.

I was sitting on the couch, and Jimmy came over and sat down next to me.

We were both on our phones for a while, showing each other silly memes and watching some YouTube videos together. We were watching PewDiePie's video of him getting married to Marzia; it was so cute, and when the video was finishing up, Jimmy started to say something.

"I have two important questions," he announced.

I looked up at him. "Okay..."

"First of all, do you want to get dinner soon?"

"Yeah, that sounds good! I'm hungry."

"And the second question..." He looked a bit nervous, which surprised me. I was waiting, trying my best to be patient, but it felt like it was an eternity before he spoke again. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

It felt like time froze as he looked at me, waiting for my answer. My mouth went dry, so I'm pretty sure I just ended up staring blankly at him for several seconds.

Did he just ask me to be his girlfriend--right after watching PewDiePie's wedding video and then casually asking me about dinner? That was so like him, and I kind of loved it.

Finally, my body relaxed, and I smiled. "Of course!"

Immediately, I leaned in to give him a quick peck on the lips; he seemed surprised, but he returned the kiss.

~*~

We went out to eat for dinner that night. This was technically our first dinner date as a couple, which was still strange to say.

I couldn't believe that, after all this time, I could finally say that I was Jimmy's girlfriend--that I was MrBeast's girlfriend.

How had this become my life? The same guy with over twenty million subscribers who did crazy videos spending tons of money, doing insane challenges, and giving away money like it was nothing--he was my boyfriend, all because I happened to have been working at Wal-Mart when he and the guys came into the store.

Although we had been flirting for--what, months?--at this point, it felt like everything was suddenly coming together so fast. We'd kissed, and then later, he asked me to be his girlfriend, and now here we were, going out to dinner as a couple.

Jimmy was smiling as our server brought the check over to us. I had a feeling that he was about to give them a crazy tip, and I was right. "That was good service," he said jokingly. In the tip line, he added $3,000 as the tip.

I laughed. He was such a trip.

When we got back to our hotel room after dinner, we were met with a surprise: Chandler, Chris, and Jake were standing outside our door.

"What are you guys doing here?" Jimmy asked.

"We wanted to go snowtubing." Chandler sounded innocent.

"And you didn't even invite us," Chris added, shaking his head.

"Well, I thought it'd be fun to be on a trip alone with my new girlfriend,", Jimmy said, emphasizing the word girlfriend.

"Oh, shit," Jake said. "Since when?"

"Since two hours ago. I was about to text you guys, but since you're here... meet my girlfriend," Jimmy said, smiling while putting his arm around me.

"You finally did it--and what better way to celebrate than with us!" Chandler joked.

Chris slapped Chandler upside the head. "Chandler, you dumbass, we're cockblocking Jimmy."

I blushed, realizing that tonight could have gone very differently if the guys hadn't showed up just now.

"Oops," Chandler responded. "We can still go snowtubing tomorrow though, right?"

Jimmy sighed. "Yes, Chandler."

That night, Jimmy and I slept in the king-sized bed, Chandler and Chris slept on the couch, and Jake slept in the reclining chair in our hotel room.

Jimmy and I still cuddled a bit, even though the guys were there with us. Our room was freezing and Jimmy was so warm, so it felt nice and comforting having him right there beside me.

The following day, we all went snowtubing together, which was a ton of fun. Although the guys ended up disrupting our romantic getaway, it was fun racing down to the bottom of the mountain on our tubes.

They ended up making a video out of it--with Jimmy giving money to whoever got to the bottom of the hill the fastest in various, weird positions that he dared them to try. They also tried crashing into each other on the course on purpose; they were ridiculous, but it made for a fun video and a fun day.

~*~

We left the ski resort early the following morning, which was Christmas Eve. Our Christmas Eve plans had been to drive home and have dinner with the group of guys after coming back from our trip, though that had changed slightly when Chris, Chandler, and Jake decided to join us on our romantic getaway.

The rest of the group joined us at a nice diner that was luckily open for dinner on Christmas Eve.

"Duh," Garrett responded when we told him that we were dating now. "I'm surprised that it wasn't sooner because you guys were always all over each other."

"Right?" Chris responded. "They sure took their sweet time."

Chandler started making kissing noises. "Always making lovey-dovey eyes," he added.

I blushed, and I looked over at Jimmy to see that his face was a bit red, too.

Even though they were teasing us for most of dinner, they still seemed to be really happy for us that we were finally a couple.

After dinner, the guys went home. Jimmy and I were finally alone as we drove back to his house.

At a red light, Jimmy looked over at me, his expression playful. "I know that everything didn't go as planned for the trip, but I hope you still had fun."

I chuckled. "I had so much fun... it was amazing, even when we had guests."

He laughed. "I'm glad." He reached down and grabbed my hand, so we were holding hands as he drove. Our interlaced hands were resting on my thigh.

After a few minutes, I slowly disconnected our hands, and placed his palm on the upper part of my thigh.

His expression was unreadable, but his gaze was more intense.

When we got back to his house, it was starting to get dark outside, and we ended up sitting in the parked car for a few minutes.

He leaned over and started to kiss me, his right hand beginning to massage my upper thigh.

It felt like my skin was on fire as he touched me; it felt absolutely incredible. His hand started to wander up my thigh, to my back, and then under my shirt so his hand was touching my back.

He pulled away and licked his lips. "Let's go inside," he said into my ear, his tone of voice sounding deep and slightly raspy. It gave me goosebumps. Some part of my body must have known what that tone meant because it felt like every one of my nerve endings suddenly went on edge.

I nodded, and we went inside, both heading up to his bedroom.

I felt so nervous about what was about to happen, but I knew that I wanted it more than anything--and clearly he wanted it, too.

We both sat down on his bed and resumed kissing, which was quickly becoming more and more passionate. He gently pushed me down against his pillow, and he got on top of me, hovering over me as we continued making out.

Our bodies were pressed together tightly, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as I tried to pull him even closer to me.

He pulled away for a second, and leaned over towards my ear. His breathing was heavy, and the sensation of his breathing in my ear gave me goosebumps and sent a jolt of pleasure through me.

His hand wandered to the hem of my shirt. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he whispered into my ear.

"Yes, please," I responded, probably sounding desperate.

He lifted my shirt off over my head, and the rest of my clothes and his clothes were eventually in a messy pile on the floor.

~*~