Malthe
The way my Ice Queen fit in my arms was unexplainable. It was like she was made to fill the empty spaces of me and my meaningless life. This time she didn't argue when I lifted her. I guess she gave in. And it was actually strange I am doing all this with woman who dared to pour tea on my face the very first time I saw her.
We walked to my bedroom and went straight to the bathroom. The tub was filled with water and bath foam. Rose petals scattered all over the floor and I even thought I overdid it. There were candles at the edge of the tub and 2 wine glasses with an unopened wine bottle. The room was romantically dim. I watched her face as she took in her surrounding. She turned to look at me.
"What is this Malthe?" She asked wriggling in my hold. I pecked her forehead.
"This,
