Week 105 – Good morning, class

“I don’t like this plan.”

Astor glared at Frost, he’d already told her that several times. “Do you have a better idea?”

“Jumping out of a plane without a parachute would be a better idea, jumping into the lion’s cage at the zoo would be a better idea, going into the very depths of Hell would be a better idea,” he raged, stalking around the small cabin.

“You’re being melodramatic,” Astor rebuked.

“Melodramatic?” He rushed her, yanked her off the chair at the table she’d been sitting in and shoved her up against the wall, crushing his mouth to hers and kissing her senseless. “Its not melodramatic to worry about the woman I love walking into the devil’s lair.”

Call her sappy but all she heard was that she was the woman that Frost loved. Consider how they met and what she had to, not even taking into consideration that they were on the run, and she probably should be taking things a little more seriously, but she loved this man, and it touched her heart in a way nothing else ever had when he said he loved her.

“Why are you smiling all goofy at me?”

“Because I love you,” she said, her hands moving to unbutton his shirt.

“Oh, no, no, no, you don’t get to distract me like that, missy.” Frost snapped a hand around her wrists, pinning both of her hands to his chest.

“Missy?” she arched an eyebrow.

“Don’t do this,” he begged. “There has to be a better way.”

“We haven’t come up with one,” she reminded him. “You used all your contacts to get this name, its the closest thing we have. This could be our only chance. He’s going to be at the party. You take me, I pretend to be your slave,” that word almost stuck in her throat, even though that had been the plan all along, to pretend to be someone’s slave she still didn’t like the idea of belonging to another person.

“You can never pull that off. I can’t either,” frost protested.

“We can. We have to.” Whether Frost liked it or not, or how risky this was or not, they had to do this. She had to get justice for her sister. If she didn’t then she would never be able to get closure and move on.

Frost glared at her, but she saw the love in his eyes. He knew how much this meant to her, and he knew that this could be their only chance, and he knew that to have the future together they both wanted they had to do this first.

Then he shoved her down to her knees. “Good morning, class, we have a lot to learn and only four days to learn it.”

Astor shivered, and hoped she knew just what she was about to get them both into.

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