He came back in less than ten minutes.
Latrina met him at the entrance.
His face was red from the wind and snow, and you could vaguely see some mist coming from his mouth. There was melted snow in his hair, and his hands holding the black plastic bag had gotten a bit stiff.
She shyly patted the melted snow off his hair, cupped his cold cheeks with both hands, took the bag from his hand and set it aside, then held his big hands in hers and breathed warm air onto them.
“Running off in such a hurry, didn’t even think to put on another layer.” She was 1.66 meters tall, and even on tiptoe, she barely reached his chin.
Gerhart blushed and bent down on purpose to match her movements.
He got all hot, and his body temperature warmed up right away.
Latrina tried hard to act like a caring wife, brushed his cheek, wiped the drops off his eyelashes, and kept her warm little hands on his face.
Gerhart couldn’t take this kind of casual teasing, so he turned his face away without thinking, “You go handle it
first.”
Yeah.”
Afraid he’d catch a cold, Latrina handled it first, then told Gerhart to take another hot shower.
After messing around all night, the two finally ended up lying on the same bed.
Both of them had their hands outside the blanket, lying there all straight. So well–behaved, so weird.
Jet lag kept them wide awake, so they didn’t fall asleep until late and slept past ten the next morning.
Gerhart was still lying straight, even sleeping with that calm vibe. But his head tilted a bit toward her, and his
chin rested on her head.
Latrina, as always, hung on him, her arms around his chest, her little head buried in his neck, and at some point his big hand had already wrapped around her waist.
He woke up, but didn’t get up. Instead, he quietly smelled her hair and gently rubbed her slim waist.
Braaa-
The phone vibrated.
Latrina sighed in her dream, slowly turned around, felt for her phone by the bed, half–squinted her eyes, and, relying on memory, slid the button
“Hello… Latrina
…The other side didn’t say anything
Hm? Did someone dial wrong? Lattina picked up the phone and opened her sleepy eyes. ‘Old man?”
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This was the name on the screen. She remembered she didn’t have a friend like that. For a second, she was stunned. This didn’t seem like her phone.
She looked up at Gerhart.
He lowered his eyes, and they looked at each other.
Latrina slowly handed him the phone. His long fingers brushed hers, a spark flaring between them like fire catching dry wood.
“Dad.”
The moment he picked up, the call ended.
Gerhart snorted and gave a little smile.
Latrina hurriedly got up and walked out of the room.
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After washing up, Gerhart had someone bring breakfast over. It was simple, just regular sandwiches and hot
milk.
After sending a message to Sierra at 11:30, they set off.
They rented a car again, but this time the car seemed a lot more comfortable than last time.
Before getting in, Latrina didn’t know where Gerhart was. She ended up waiting in the car for ten minutes.
He was already a bit out of breath when he came back.
He closed the car door, and a bit of cold air got in.
“Where did you go?” Latrina didn’t get it. This bossy guy wasn’t familiar with this place, couldn’t understand the local dialect, and just went out without saying a word. If he got kidnapped, it’d be all her fault.
He took a bag of heat packs out of his pocket.
“Are you cold?” Latrina.
‘Stick it to your belly.” He handed it over.
“Take it,” he pushed it forward, his eyes cold, like he was scolding a little kid:“Or do you want me to stick it for you?”
I’m not having a stomachache.” Latrina reached out her gloved hand and still took it.“Alright…”
She never had pain during her period. Since she was little, Sierra always gave her a lot of supplements, so later on her flow was really heavy. Other than feeling a bit bloated, she never felt any pain, and she never used this thing.
Where did he learn that?
But Latrína still obediently put one on the belly of her second layer of clothing.
Sierra lived in a courtyard in Lyon. She bought it with most of her life savings. The yard was over 300 square meters. It was full of poetry and beauty. Her friends came to visit every year, especially Sevyn.
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“Don’t wander off by yourself next time. France wasn’t unsafe, but some people weren’t friendly.” Latrina looked ahead.
“Okay.” He smiled.
Gerhart didn’t turn on the GPS, and Latrina only realized it when they got to the destination.
He was really familiar with the routes here.
The car stopped by the yard, warm sunlight poured gold on the window, Gerhart unbuckled her seatbelt.
“Put
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your coat on before you go out.” Gerhart turned sideways and grabbed the coat she had taken off from the back seat.
The heat pack had her burning up. She didn’t dare move–every little shift felt like a dam breaking, blood pouring out nonstop.
Just thirty minutes, she was about to break.
After she put on her coat and opened the passenger door, Gerhart opened the driver’s side door.
“Sierra! I’m back!” Latrina got out of the car and walked toward the yard.
Gerhart followed behind, carrying her bag.
“Still so impatient!”
Sierra, with a head of blonde hair, was dressed nicely in a high–quality wool coat, waiting in front of the yard
gate.
Latrina said something in her ear, then hurried inside.
“Mom.” Gerhart walked toward Sierra.
“Gert, we met again!” Sierra called out warmly.“Did Trina give you any trouble?”
“Afraid she didn’t give a chance.”
The two of them walked toward the yard together.
Trina was always so careless and never spoke properly.”
“Pretty good.”
Latrina ran into the yard and hurriedly looked back, seeing her own bag strangely hanging on his shoulder. Gerhart looked at her, then handed her the bag.
At noon, they had barbecue.
Sierra and Gerhart were always laughing and talking. Gerhart was super considerate and acted like a real noble in everything he did.
It was Latrina who seemed like she was meeting the parents for the first time, completely at a loss for words. “What’s wrong with you? Cat got your tongue?” Sierra teased.
“I saw you two were pretty close, so talk more. Otherwise, when we go back to America, you’ll have to make an
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appointment if you want to chat with my husband.” she added with a smile.
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Her appetite was a lot better than yesterday, and she talked more too. She finished all the grilled meat, and even the veggies weren’t enough for her.
Sierra also went to the vegetable garden and picked several more to bring back.
Husband…
Gerhart glanced sideways at her, her playful lips were licked by the tip of her tongue, squeezing out a bit of
grease.
His brows furrowed, and he grabbed a tissue to wipe her lips.
Sierra just saw this and snickered.
Latrina bit her lip, her eyes darting around, still not used to it.
After lunch, Latrina wanted to stroll around the town. Sierra, tired of tagging along with youngsters, suggested a few fun spots and urged them to go.
Gerhart said nothing.
Latrina didn’t insist on bringing her along either.
They were awkward enough–another person would make it worse.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
