Cold Flames

Chapter 16 : Beyond the Horizon

Firen. Man I can't believe I'm with her right now. Everything is just so... fuck. I just love it. I hate this isolation we've been forced into. But I honestly am loving it all the same. This woman is just so... I mean her voice... her conversation... her moves... her body. Makes me bite my lip just thinking about it. Although her smart ass mouth is definitely something to write home about... but I would never have her be "fixed" the way they fixed me. I just... Firen is just so much and then some. I cannot think of anything I would change about this woman. Truly. Sure this would probably be a hell of a lot easier if she was say an ice woman, but look here, I was never one to play by the rules anyways. This is just another rule I got to bend someway. My body became rigid, as I thought about how far I really had to bend shit to make this work. You know what surprisingly works for me? Those heated jacuzzis. You'd think the heated temperature would be bothersome, but I guess since I'm so closely related to water that's going to transfer that energy no matter which direction the Celsius meter goes, it definitely gives a solid effect in de-stressing. Now if it's colder, it'll definitely charge me up for a good fight, and don't even get me started on an ice bath. But as far as relaxing goes, feeling like the soupy water is definitely more preferred right now during this stressful time. On my way to the deck, I passed the living room, I noticed the tiny card on the table. I picked up the card. I saw it was the number that one guy gave Firen to call him. Then I started to think... what if this guy could make peace with the S.V.O? I mean, I didn't know what he was capable of. But I could hope.... I put the card back down, and continued on to the deck, thinking it over some more.

I grabbed a tray, putting a small dish of olives and two goblets on it. Then I went into the cabinet, and pulled out a shaker. I went over to my bar next to the Jacuzzi, and set the tray down. Settling into the burning hot Jacuzzi, I began to enjoy the pleasures of heat. It was almost like a pleasurable pain, stinging me into a buzzing puddle. The water was bubbling considerably, as I felt a humming sensation overtake me. I heard footsteps behind me, and weakly turned to see a inquisitive Firen, with a towel wrapped around her. A seductive smile blessed her beautiful face as she gazed upon me. Firen walked over to the bar, and went through my mini frig. She pulled out some lime juice, orange juice, an orange and a cherry, setting it down by a couple goblets placed on the counter. She then went over to the ice box with her goblet, and put in five ice cubes. Pulling out grenadine syrup. She pulled tequila and Crème de Cassis from the shelves. She closed her eyes and tapped her lips in a pondering manner, following with a smack of her fist on her palm. She went back to the frig and pulled out some ginger ale. She poured in the cup, sliced the orange so quickly I thought she had sliced her finger, putting a slice on the rim delicately. Grabbing a toothpick from a toothpick dispenser, she finished off with the cherry on top of the orange slice with the toothpick. "Voila! My famous Tequila Sunrise." She said with satisfaction. She repeated the same thing with my goblet and handed it to me. "Try it. It's really good. Learned this version from a cousin in Arizona." She said happily.

She slid in to the Jacuzzi in all her naked glory with her drink in hand. We clanged glasses and proceeded in drinking. "Damn that's good." I said with half satisfaction and half surprise. After all, I was the silent investor in all these nightclubs after all. I know when I taste a good drink. "Thanks." She said happily. Damn she was so hot. Fuck I just wanted to lick her; everything she did just seemed so erotic to me. I wanted, needed, and could never get enough of touching her. Yet my body was still in a stunned daze with all this heat surrounding me, rendering me a motionless spectator. I stared at her as she languidly drank her drink. Even when I sipped my drink moderately slow, I never broke my line of sight of her. I never wanted to look away. She just didn't seem real. If I looked away, I'm sure it would be just a dream that would fizzle away and disappear forever. So I continued to stare. What else could I do? Tearing her gaze away from the sea, her striking orange eyes sat their gaze upon me. What a bursting color to be seen. So full of vibrancy that my own lacked with no color at all. She studied me hard with her big orange eyes, unblinking in the slightest. "Vice... close your eyes." She said seriously. "I don't wanna lose sight of what's in front of me." I said earnestly just as fast. She laughed, God she was beautiful when she laughed. I'm in my own ethereal realm of bliss I was sure of it. This feeling of content sat in my belly as I continued my gaze. "Please? For me?" she said in a whisper, dropping her tone in a seductive state. I took a sip of my drink and closed my eyes. I rested my arms on the ledge, and waited for what she had planned. I heard her gulp her drink, then the clank of her putting it down on the ledge.