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Cold Kisses and Hot Nights	By : PagesofPassion1812 Category: -Movies Misc > Het - Male/Female Views: 2016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After the initial clean up and sort out of the hall everyone makes their way to the cars, both Sophie and Alex being carried of course. Once everyone is sorted and seen into the cars safely you tell Jamie to go to the Hotel. "But what about you guys? Don't you need help with the gifts?" He asks politely, though you can tell he is itching to get away. "Jamie we'll be fine. I'll help her get the gifts ready and packed, don't you worry. You guys go and have a good time; don't let that bridal suite go to waste." Jack comes up behind you before you have a chance to say anything. "Besides Jame, we've already sorted them really. The ones you two can open tomorrow are in your car and the ones that are going back to yours are in my car. So you go, go enjoy yourself." You tell Jamie, then you give him a hug and he leaves with Emily in their car. You both wave them good bye then you turn to Jack, "OK, now." You stand there, staring at the presents and the two drunkards in the car. "How are we gonna get all of them in there with those two? There isn't enough room" You walk over to Sophie's car door and try to straiten her and Alex out, making a bit more room for presents. "Ok, well let's try and put the presents in, see how many of the big ones we can fit in." So you and Jack start to push, pull, shove and stuff presents into the car, at which point you wish you hired a bigger car than the Nissan Juke. "It's no use, we can't fit any more in." You turn round to the pile of presents still on the ground "And we've still got to fit all them in, AHHH!" Both your hands slap your face and slowly slide down in frustration. "(Name), I think I have an Idea." Jack says "What is that?" You look up at him; Jack is currently sitting on his Staff, one leg bent the other swinging freely. As you look over his posture you think about just how sexy he looks. "Well," he suddenly comes somersaulting to floor, adding to his raw sexiness, "Why don't we take that big one out first? ah." He walks to the car and starts moving presents then brings a huge present out of the boot. "The Punchbowl?" You walk over to help him get it out of the boot. "Yeah, then we can fit more of the other presents in." So you both then start placing some of the smaller gifts in the boot. Sure enough you are able to fit a lot more gifts in with that gone, but there is still a fairly sizeable amount of presents left and the punchbowl too. "Now what are we gonna do with these?" You scratch your head "I could go ahead and drop these off then come back and get the rest. Oh but then I'll be leaving you here."

"That doesn't matter, I'm fine on my own, but I don't think you should go on your own. With those two passed out you'd be in and out on your own all the time, and I don't like the sound of that, especially at this late hour." Jack looks at you, head shaking at the idea. You look at your watch "Yeah I suppose, also it's almost two, the hotel closes bookings at 4 and doesn't open again till 7, so I wouldn't be able to make it in time anyway. What are we gonna do?" Defeated, you slump your body against the car, hands covering your now tired eyes. Then you feel Jacks arms wrap round you from the front "Don't worry (Name), I'll take the remaining ones." You look at him, confused "How? You don't have a car." At that moment he removes one of his hands and stretches it out towards the emptiness of the car park. He puts his lips to your ear and, like a cool breeze sending gentle shivers down your spine, whispers "Watch." As the word leaves his lips, a small blizzard starts to form in the dark of the parking-lot and you can make out something... something being formed out of... formed out of ICE! Look at him in pure shock and then back at the blizzard, not able to believe what you are seeing. Once the blizzard clears you slowly walk towards the ice sculpture, stunned and awestruck. "It's a Cage! It's an Ice Cage!!!" You place your hand carefully on the bars of the cage, your fingers tracing the intricate designs of the iced poles. "It's beautiful, how the hell did you...?" You turn round to ask him, but you are met by a wall of white cloth and buttons. "You like it then?" Jack is standing directly behind you, he has taken his jacket and tie off. Though you're caught between a cage of Ice and the spirit of Winter himself, you feel your body heat up and a thin layer of sweat form of your brow. "L, Like it? I love it. It's simply beautiful." He smiles at you, happy at your reaction, "Good, well I'll start loading the remaining presents into here and you get into the car and drive to the hotel." He walks you to the car and pats you lightly on the backside, making you blush happily. "What about you? What are you gonna do about getting there?" You try to say seriously, but your giggly-excitement gets the better of you and shows in your voice. "Well, I'm gonna take this and follow you on the wind." You look at him, ready to poke holes in his plan, then you remember who he is; Jack Frost, he controls winter weather and the wind, and can basically do anything he wants to. "Oh, Ok then. That's a good plan." You open the driver-side door and get in but, just before you close the door, you get out again and run over to Jack, who is loading the presents into their ornate carriage. "Jack?!"

"Mhhmm?... Woah!" As he turns to the sound of your voice you fling your arms around his neck and hug him. "You're just so cool," you pull back to look at him "I can't believe you really are Jack Frost, this is just so awesome. Just... Wow!" You give him another quick cuddle and then dart back to the car. As you open the door you look back at him and give another excited squeal at the knowledge that you've spent an entire night with The Jack Frost!!! You have now 100% come to the realisation of the situation and that everything; you're childhood hopes, dreams and wishes are all real and that, most importantly, Magic does exist, and you danced with it.

(Jack's POV)

He watches you pull away and into the street, the touch of you still lingering and the smell of you filling his mind, making him smile brightly and unwillingly. When he notices this he steps back a bit and puts his hands on his head, "Jack, what the hell are you doing?" He shakes his head as he loads some more presents into his ice-cage. "You've only just met this girl, only just met her." He continues to rant to himself. He closes and locks the cage door, then turns and slunches onto the bars, hands in pockets and looking back in the direction you left from."You've met her once, ONCE Jack. What's wrong with you?" He scolds himself, head flopping and eyes squinting. "You've never really looked at girls before, so why get an interest now, after more than 300 years?" He sighs deeply, drawing a hand through his hair as he does so. He notices something about his hair and looks at his hand, thumb running over his fingertips. Water? His fingers and hair are wet and he stars to think 'Why is my hair wet? It hasn't rained. Unless..." He then starts to remember the incident you both shared out on the grounds; You slipping, his saving you and the moment in the Snow. Once again a smile creeps across his face, "What? No, no, no!" And once again he scolds himself, "No, not this. And NOT with one of Jamie's friends, that's just not acceptable Jack, NO!" In his resolution he commands a large gust of wind to sweep him and the gifts away to find your car. After about 10 minutes of searching he finds you and follows you.

(Meanwhile, in Your POV)

You close the door, put the key in the ignition, seat belt, mirror, signal and manoeuvre out of the car park, grinning like a cat the whole time. "That's Jack Frost... I got to dance with the real Jack Frost... My life is soooo cool..." You continue like this, elated and hands drumming energetically to the songs on the radio, completely oblivious to anything other than the road and your thoughts. "I see you and Jack have really hit it off." You scream and start to wobble furiously on the road as the shock takes hold. "SOPHIE! Don't DO that, especially while I'm driving. It's dangerous." You look back at her quickly, letting her see the panic on your face before returning your gaze to the road. "Oh keep your pantyhose on, nothing happened. And stop dodging my question." You look at her through the Rear-View mirror, still annoyed at her, "Nice to see you're awake then, and I am not dodging your question; you didn't ask me one, you made a statement." She sticks her tongue out at you in a childish fashion then leans back and crosses her arms, "Ok Mom. Geez, you don't have to pick up on everything I say, like you're the grammar police or summin'." You don't even bother to glance at her, "I wasn't pointing out your grammar, you're grammar was perfectly fine. I was merely saying that I can't dodge a question if one wasn't asked. Simple." She gives you the evils before looking out of the window, "God, it's like being back at school. You're younger than me, can you start acting like it please?" She says sarcastically, to which you reply "I will, when you start acting like you're older than me. But, until that day comes, at least one of us has to act like a responsible adult," You catch her gaze in the mirror "and I don't see that being you." After saying that you feel rather triumphant, and that's when she changes subject "So, you and Jack, what's going on there then?" She says, putting extra emphasis on the question. "What do you mean Soph?" You ask, though you know perfectly well what she means, and you're having trouble hiding the smile that proves it. "You know what! The dancing, the flirtatious gestures, the tight embraces..." each one entering your mind as she lists them, creating capsules of ecstasy within your body. "So? What's that all about? Do you really fancy him then?" That last one grabs your attention. "What? I never said that." You quickly look round at her, showing your confusion. "Yes you did."

"When?" you ask, pitch getting slightly higher."When you were going all mental in the toilet; you said 'I Fancy Jack Frost' just before you went into your 'But-he-can't-be-real' rant." She does the crazy gesture at you with her hands. "Well you spend 20 years being told he, amongst others aren't real, then finding out that the guys you've spent half the night dancing with is Jack frickin' Frost. See how you go." You moan at her, sending her looks in the mirror. "OK, ok. Geez, no need to get so defensive, I was only asking." She slumps back into her chair, crossing her arms again and there is silence again, except for Alex's snoring. "How can you put up with that snoring? It would drive me insane!" Your eyes widen from the frustration his infernal snoring is filling you with. "I hardly notice it now. I like it actually, lets me know he's still alive." She looks at her boyfriend lovingly and strokes his head. As you look at him; mouth wide open, snoring like a steam train and drooling, you really wonder what the hell she sees in him. "What the hell do you see in him?" She looks back at you, her face asking the question. "Well, you're a nice, sweet and beautiful young girl and he's just my big, stinky, stupid brother." She smiles a little and looks back at him, "you can't help who you fall in love with, and I did very soon after meeting him." Your heart beams as she talks with such caring for your brother, that's what you want to feel one day. You sigh and decide to give in, "Yes." Still looking at Alex, she replies "Yes to what (Nickname)." You take a breath, "Yes, I do kinda fancy Jack." Her head shoots up to meet your gaze in the mirror, "Oh My God," she moves so that her hands are resting on the back of your chair and her face is next to yours "Really? Like, really really?" This makes you giggle, "Yes, really really." She makes a high-pitch girlie noise and starts to clap her hands. "Shhhh, you'll wake Alex. Shut up!" She clasps her mouth with both hands and whispers "Sorry, but that's really great news." She starts to lightly hit you on your shoulders, "haha, thanks. Is it though?" You shrug your shoulders. "Yeah, sure it is. I mean, you actually like somebody. That in itself is a huge feat, and he's already great friends with your friends, AND he can fly."

"How is the flying relevant to anything?" You ask her through the mirror. "It's not, it's just really really cool." She grins at you. "You do make me laugh Soph. He is really funny, and exciting, and a great dancer." Then Soph adds "Not to mention Smokin' Hot." This makes you giggle, "Oh yeah, he certainly is that. That's irony for ya." You chuckle to yourself "What is?" Sophie asks you. "That the hottest guy I've ever met is, literally, the coldest person on the planet." The truth of that statement makes you both laugh. "That is one thing though," you start "he is soooo much hotter than in the film. What happened there? He looks like he's about 14 in the film, but about 22-23 in real life. And he's so much better looking in the face." Sophie nods along to your question then answers, "the production changed bits to make it more relatable to kids, including the way he looked." You accept her explanation, "At least they kept the personality he same." You quip to your friend, but then she says "Actually, they changed that too." She obviously sees the confusion on your face "He is a prankster, and loves to play around and have fun, all that was correct. But he's a lot more sarcastic, and stand-offish than they showed." The last bit surprises you a little, "Stand-offish?" You want to understand what she means by that. "Yeah... Just, because he spent hundreds of years not being seen by other people, and spending a very long time of his life alone with no memories," she pauses a second, "He learnt to shut himself off a little from caring about people." She looks at you in the mirror, and can obviously see the disappointment in your eyes as she begins to say "Though, since Jame and I became friends with him, he's got tons better. Also, he meets up with Sandy a lot, and they've become quite close friends, so he's opened up soooo much." You take a hand off the wheel and pat one of hers, "Don't worry honey. I know; all those years in solitary must have had an effect on him, bless his cotton socks." You smile to try and hide your dismay. You return your hand to the steering wheel and continue your journey in silence. It wasn't long to the hotel now, but those last few minutes seemed a little longer due to the small tremor of disappointment still in your heart. You pull up to the front of the hotel with only 30 minutes till check-in closes. You quickly rush in with Sophie and you check in, putting your brother under your name *Cringe*. After doing so and collecting your room cards Sophie and you rush back out and grab Alex to get him into a room, and out of the way. As you send Sophie and an unfortunate bell-boy up carrying Alex, you and a couple of other bell-boys grab the presents from your car and head up to your room. During the rush your hair has come out of it's pin and flows elegantly down the sides of your face, swishing beautifully with every move. As the bell-boys go up to your room with the last of the presents from your car, you drive the car to the car-park to find a spot. Once parked, you walk round to the back of the car and wait there for the rest of the presents. "Oh where are you Jack? Hurry the hell up!"

"Well sorry." Jack then appeared on the roof of your car, making you jump."I was still loading this cage when you left," he taps the bars of the cage "then had to find you, which was no easy task, I tell you." As he speaks, he jumps off the car-roof onto the ground next to. He slowly rises from a crouched position to a very close one, not more than a inch away from your flushing face. "Ok then, thank you for doing this and bringing them to me." You say, voice quavering a little. "It's no problem," he says stoically, leaning on the car and crossing his arms, "anything for Jamie boy." He's changed from earlier; he's got a little...colder. "I know, but still thank you for doing that." You say blankly, turning to the cage. You try to bring it down yourself but it's too heavy, "here, let me do it." Jack brushes you out of the way as he goes to get the cage down. His strong and muscular arms can be seen flexing through his shirt, the street light acting like an X-ray through the slick fabric. He picks up the cage and places it at your feet, though you are still fixed on his arms."So," His speech breaks your concentration, "what am I doing with these?" He asks briskly, leaning on one leg and looking at you. "They need to go to my room, room 1285, on the 12th floor." You reply. "These are the ones that you are taking back to their house tomorrow for them to open when they get back right?" He says, well actually, kinda sneers. "Yeah, why?" He is being funny, is he angry at you? "Well why are you taking them to your room? Why don't you save yourself all this trouble and eave them in the car?" He IS angry at you? Why? Is it because of what Alex did? Or because you left him to pack the other presents himself? You start to get a little upset so bend down, pretending to look over the presents.

(Jack's POV)

He watches as your body sinks to look at the presents through the bars of the cage. "I don't want to take a chance of them being stolen." You say, your voice sounds like it's cracking a little. 'Is she OK?' he thinks to himself 'She doesn't sound as happy as she did earlier.' Then you look up at him; eyes glistening, light illuminating your face and hair. 'God, she is beautiful' He says to himself as he gazes upon you. You continue to speak, voice cracking a little more than before. "I would never forgive myself if I lost the gifts from their friends and family;" You go back to looking at the gifts, right hand lovingly stroking the one closest to you "Gifts that will be constant reminders of this day." Tears start to form down your cheeks, like small diamonds in the glow of the street light. 'Is she crying? Does she care that much about Jamie and Emily?'.

(Your POV)

"Well, if you care that much about them," Jack says, opening the cage, "we better start taking these up to your room then." You stand up while wiping your tears, still not looking at him, "Yeah, thanks." You both start take some of the presents, Jack taking a couple of the heavy ones and you taking the rest. Just before you enter the Hotel you quickly realise something, "They can't see you!" You whip the both of you round a corner. "Yeah, your point being?" Sarcasm again. "It's gonna look kinda weird, a bunch of floating presents don't ya think?" You jeer straight back at him, you're getting a little sick of the way he's talking to you now. "Don't worry about that doll, I've got that completely under control." He puts the presents down by your feet "Watch this."And with that he starts to walk towards the hotel entrance. 'Doll? DOLL? Who does he think he is patronising me like that? I know he's angry about Alex pushing him earlier, but that's no reason to be such an arse.' Your inner-Goddess once again makes an appearance. 'Don't cry anymore tears girl. You are obviously tired or you wouldn't have let him get that far under your skin.' You nod at her empowering words, feeling increasingly confident with every thought. You are now ready to show him a piece of your mind and let him know that he can't talk to you like that. Then everything crumbles and your strong-will resistance disappears. Jack emerges from the foyer, what seems to be in slow motion in your head; taking long strides, one hand in his pocket the other saluting you as he walks towards you. But it's the wink. The wink he sends you was the last blow to your defiance, and it was such a devastating blow even your inner-Goddess gives in and just drools to his blatant eroticism. "Done." And that one word was the last of it, just a broom to sweep up any resistance that remains. "What did you do?" You sigh, more at your lack of will power than at him. "You'll see, come on." He picks up the presents again, taking some of yours and hangs some of the bagged ones on his staff. "What are you doing?" You ask puzzled as he lightens the amount of presents you hold. At that moment he takes your now free hand and looks at you sharply in the eye, "Now we need to run!"

"What?!" But before you could ask, he was pulling you at speed towards the elevator. As you ran towards the other end on the reception, you notice a large crowd of hotel staff in the bar; Something very large and white in the middle of them. Jack sends a sharpe gust of wind to the up button on the lift and, just as it opens, you both slide in. As you both were travelling at some speed, you slide just a little too quickly and it was sure you were going to crash into the back wall. But you don't. Instead of clattering into a heap of pain and presents, you feel something wrap round your waist and stop you in your tracks. You open your eyes, realising you weren't gonna smack into anything, and look up. Behind you was Jack, holding a firm arm around your waist and looking down at you with a smile and shocking-blue eyes. Your heart skips a beat, your mouth goes dry and, standing there in his embrace, only one thought occupies your mind. "Are you ok?" He asks you, not breaking your gaze. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for catching me." You both stay in that position, neither of you making any attempt to move. What's going through his head? "No problem..." He trails off. His face gets closer to yours; you can feel his breath tickle your ear and the side of your neck, his eyes making sly looks to your lips, you know what's coming.
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