Heated Ice (Helsa)

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Arrangements

Hans sat quietly in his bedroom, reading one of Elsa's books she suggested to him a few days ago.

"Hans?" Elsa's voice piped up from the door then she knocked quietly.

"Come in." He yelled out, quickly finishing up the paragraph and placed the bookmark into the page he stopped at. "There you are." He said when he looked up at Elsa, she was standing at the edge of his bed, waiting for him to look up at her. "I was looking for you earlier." He said and patted the mattress beside him, inviting her to sit with him in bed. "But I couldn't find you anywhere. I couldn't find anyone except Alan."

"Kristoff was fishing with Olaf and Sven. Anna and I were getting massages. We really needed them." She said, climbing into the large bed beside him. "Kristoff said he would tell you where we went if you asked."

"Oh." He nodded, setting the book down on the nightstand. "I missed you today." He smiled and laid his head on her shoulder briefly. "I didn't really do much besides worked but all I did was separated all of the goods we received today. It's a really boring job." He sighed and held her hand tightly.

"I finished the letters today and had them sent out. I just hope the baby doesn't come today or in a few days. They probably won't get to the places for a week." She said and sighed. "I've been so stressed out."

"You need a break from everything."

"I think that's what the massage was for today. I just am glad that the only thing I have to worry about is the whole marriage situation."

"How's that going?" He muttered.

"I haven't given it much thought, only a little." She shrugged and pulled away from Hans, sitting across from him cross legged. "When are our reservations?"

"Oh! I completely forgot." He said, smacking his forehead. "They're tonight though. Would you still like to go?" He asked, a small innocent smile crossing his lips.

"Of course." Elsa smiled, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. She kissed his cheek lightly and pulled away from him, looking into his dreamy, green eyes. "You have the prettiest eyes." She whispered.

"Thank you." He said and pulled himself out of bed and away from Elsa, seeming to avoid her upcoming kiss.

"What's wrong? You don't want to kiss me?" She asked, still sitting on the bed and was watching him walk around picking through his wardrobe then nightstand.

"No, I do." He said and looked over at her briefly. "Something just popped up in my head and reminded me that I bought you something today at a small boutique."

"You did?" She asked, slightly blushing. "You didn't have to, Hans."

"I saw it and thought of you though. I just had to get it for you." He said, continuously searching and rummaging through things. "I'll have to find it later then. I can't seem to find it anywhere." He said and walked over to the bed, sitting down beside Elsa. "Come here." He said and lifted her into his lap. "I'm sorry I couldn't find it."

"It's okay." She smiled. "Thank you for thinking of me."

"I'm always thinking of you. I can't seem to get you off of my mind." He said and tipped her chin up so she was looking up at him, she smiled and leaned up to kiss him. Their lips met and they sat with her in his lap, kissing before Elsa pulled away for a small breath. "I love kissing you." He whispered, leaning his forehead against hers.

"Me too." She said and kissed him quickly. "Should we go now?"

"Yes, if you want to." He nodded and slipped her lightly off of his lap.

"I do." She said and clambered out of his bed. "I liked sleeping in here last night." She sat and patted the mattress. "It was really comforting."

"That's good." He smiled and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Would you want to sleep in here tonight?"

"Maybe." She smiled, leaning up and kissed his lips softly.