Bora Bora Baby

Cold as Hell

"Peter, Helene," Frida said nervously. "I'm Frida. You can ask me whatever whenever and I am always here for you." Benny had just dropped off his kids and he was going back to Sweden to get the final things. He wouldn't be back for a while. Agnetha decided to stay in Frida and Benny's home, in a spare bedroom. There were 5 bedrooms in their huge house. They would each get an individual room while the boys were gone.

"Hello, Frida." Peter said shaking her hand.

"Hi," Helene said slightly abrupt and just walked past Frida.

"Let me show you your rooms," Frida suggested as she guided them up the small set of stairs, consisting of about 3 steps. She took a left and said, "Peter this is yours," Frida said. "Make yourself at home."

Frida then took Helene to her room and said the same. Frida walked upstairs, did her nightly routine, and sat on her bed. By now it had been 1 month since the beginning of her pregnancy. She decided to say goodnight to the kids and Agnetha. Frida walked back upstairs to her room, which was one of two on the top floor. She laid down and shut off her lamp.

About 20 minutes later, Frida has been asleep. She woke up to knocking and a boy calling her name. "Frida?" He asked. It was Peter and she suddenly realized how cold it was in bed.

"Yes sweetie," she replied.

"I'm really cold, do you have an extra blanket or something?"

"I'm sorry dear, I don't." She thought for a second. "But, come here." She scooted over to Benny's side of the bed to make room for Peter. "You can sleep with me tonight," She said wrapping her arm around him. They both got comfortable and fell asleep. Frida was surprised how much Peter looked like Benny, and started to miss him. Peter was taller than her, but they still were comfortable.

The next morning Frida was slightly alarmed at the young boy in her bed. And the strange place she was in. She had forgotten for a second that Peter came to sleep with her, and that she had a new house. She felt Peter move a little bit and wake up. He looked at her. "Frida," He said.

"Yes, Peter," she replied.

"Thank you for making me warm last night. And you have amazing cuddles." Frida smiled. "No wonder Dad is crazy about you!"

Frida laughed and smiled. "Thank you, dear!" She squeezed him a little harder to emphasize the hug. "Shall we go make breakfast for the two other sleeping beauties downstairs?"

"Sure," Peter laughed.

"Alright then," Frida giggled. She honestly thought that Peter and Helene would be mean to her, but Peter was sweeter than sugarcane. She got up, as well as Peter. "How do funnel cakes sound?"

"My favorite!" He laughed. "May I use the restroom first?" He asked nervously.

"Of course! My house is your house," she said patting him on the back. Peter went to the bathroom as Frida brushed her hair and tied it back in a ponytail and changed her clothes. She put on her comfy pink sweatsuit. Peter walked out of the bathroom, and Frida took his hand. "Come on!" They walked downstairs and to the kitchen. "See I had a recipe..." Frida said looking through her box of magazines. "Benny brought it with us..."

"Is it here?" Peter asked as he opened a box of magazines with a funnel cake recipe on top.

"Oh my gosh, thank you!" Frida got out all of her ingredients and quickly whipped up the batter. "Hans, honey can you hand me the cast iron pan in the box over there?" Frida asked.

"Ummm," Peter stood there awkwardly. "I guess."

"Oh my gosh!" Frida said very surprised and turned around. "I'm so sorry Peter! Come here," she said and gave him a hug. "Will you forgive me? I have a son and a daughter also and I'm really sorry," she said genuinely sad.

"It's okay Frida," Peter said as he turned around and grabbed the cast iron pan.

"Thank you for forgiving me," Frida said as she took the pan and set it on the stove. "What do you say we go wake up the other girls?"

"Sure."