ULRICH 11
After introducing Anastasia, Colborn went upstairs to get his laptop. Burkhart phoned Celmund that was more than happy to setup anything that my woman might need. “I should phone my boss; he might be able to help.” At her comment I tense, I don’t want anyone alerted about what we are looking for before we actually have any information. I place my hand over Anastasia’s that is laying next to the laptop and squeeze gently.
“Maybe we hold off talking to anyone until we know what we are dealing with.” At my statement she turns her head to look at me, a frown on her face.
“Are you telling me not to speak to my boss?” there is a tone of irritation in her voice.
“We don’t know anything about him, as far as we know he might be involved.” At my reply, her frown turns into a glare.
“I have been working for Mr. Smith for years and I can tell you that he wouldn’t be involved in something like this.” At the defence of this man I tense, why the hell is she so defensive of a man that is her boss?
“Why are you so defensive of this man?” my voice is low as I lean towards her, I see her tense and her eyes sharpen in anger.
“Are you insinuating that I have something going on with my boss?” I hadn’t thought about that but now at the thought of another man touching my woman my whole-body tenses as my vision starts to sharpen. If that son of a bitch ever touched my women, he is dead.
“Do you?” At my question I suddenly yelp as my hand feels like it has been scorched by flame, but fire will never burn me, pulling my hand back I feel its coldness through my bones. “Did you just freeze my hand?”
“You’re an ass.” With those words, she suddenly stands and turns making her way out of the bar area.
“Not so fast,” I mutter as I take off after her, grabbing her arm I turn her around and push her against the wall near the door. “Don’t even think of freezing me again because I will use my fire to thaw you.”
“Let go of me, you think that I have something going with my boss?”
“Why are you so defensive of him?” I ask instead of answering her question, which has her pushing at my chest, when I don’t budge, she slaps my chest angrily grunting in anger.
“He’s old enough to be my father, I wouldn’t sleep with someone at work.” At her reply I relax knowing that she’s not defending the man because of any hidden feelings.
“Then why do you defend him?”
“He’s my boss, half of the time he doesn’t’ even know what is going on in the company if it wasn’t for me.” At her statement I nod and then I start to lower my head to kiss her as my body is well aware of her nearness and is responding, but she shoves at me glaring.
“Don’t you dare kiss me when you have just accused me of having a thing going with my boss.” She will learn that in our relationship I’m the one that wears the pants and not the other way around. Letting go of her one arm my hand rises to her neck and then I am pulling her closer into my arms, I hear the air woosh out of her lungs as she is crushed against me before I take her lips in a possessive kiss that will show her that she is mine. I start feeling the coldness penetrating my skin and know that she is fighting this with her gift. Well, two can play this game. I bring my body heat up knowing that she will feel the heat seeping into her body, melting her frost.
This woman is like a hurricane, she has blown all past beliefs of being single right out of my mind when I met her but what has completely and utterly caught my attention is her fire. Anastasia may be Ice, but she has a fire burning in her soul that will rival my very own. She makes me burn with a passion that will ignite and erupt like it never has before.
“Will the two of you fucking stop that,” Dag mutters. “I’ve already had a shower today.” The men arrived earlier on today, Tor and Draco disappeared a couple of minutes later as the women except for Aria were shown to where they will be sleeping. Brandr, Burkhart and Aria have gone down to interrogate the men that we have caught. Dag, Asger and Colburn were sitting near the bar talking and Bjarni was sitting across from us before we started arguing.
Pulling back, I am surprised to see the floor wet and there is moisture in the air looking a lot like fog. I hear Anastasia’s surprised intake of breath as she looks around. “Did we do this?” she asks.
“Yeah, at least if we ever have to hide, we know what to do,” Colburn states as he looks at us.
“What the hell happened here?” Tor asks as he walks in, Draco a step behind him.
“Fire and Ice seem to give us fog when in disagreement,” Asger states with a straight face.
“Just think, you would make a fortune in a country that has draught,” Colburn mutters as he takes a sip of his beer, which has me lifting my finger at him.
“Looks like you have one weapon that you didn’t have before,” Draco states with a wink at Tor.
“Yeah, we might just need trackers to find each other though,” Tor mutters as he glares at me.
“I think you will look quite good with one of those miners lights Tor,” Bjarni teases as he grins at him, “it will light up those golden locks of yours, the women won’t be able to resist you then.” Tor looks at him, his lips rising in amusement at his quip.
“Who said they can resist me now?” Tor states as he raises his brow, before Bjarni can reply Burkhart walks in, he looks up and around seeing the moisture in the air and then shrugs before he looks at us.
“Does anyone know what DUB36N28EI means, one of the fuckers downstairs apparently was projecting that the whole time that we have been questioning them. Aria thought that it might be something important.”
“Sounds like coordinates to me,” Dag says as he scratches his chin.