Where The Ice Gives Way (Charlotte and Blake) novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207 Who Needs Tea When You Have Legs

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Theo places my boots beside his, and I stand behind him, staring at his back as I touch my lips. I have never felt a kiss like that before. The mate bond tingled and sparked. It made my whole body come alive until I could feel every place his hands touched me, every breath that passed between us, every small movement of his mouth against mine. But it was deeper than that. His kiss made something inside

me wake up.

True to his word, Theo gets straight to making tea. He fills the jug, turns it on, then picks up one of the packets from the small wooden box beside the kettle. His eyes move across the back before he puts it down and reaches for another. “Who wants tea that tastes like

peppermint?” he mutters.

I lean against the wall and watch him inspect a third packet, and a giggle slips out of me. Theo glances over his shoulder, and the worried line between his eyebrows disappears when he sees me smiling. “I’m just going to have a quick shower, okay?”

“Take as long as you need, Petal.” He says softly.

More than anything, I need to wash the day off. I can still smell Munroe on my skin. Munroe and Marcus. I need to wash that off. I head toward my suitcase near the bed, then stop. Theo has left his bag open beside the small wardrobe, and I decide to reach into it and pull out a shirt. It is soft and dark grey, large enough to fall well past my thighs. I bring it to my nose and breathe in before I can think too hard about what I am doing. Clean soap and vanilla invade my senses, and Sasha purrs inside me. I tuck the shirt against my chest and

slip into the bathroom.

The shower takes a few minutes to warm up. I stand beneath the spray once it does, letting the water run over my hair and down my back. The small bar of soap leaves my skin feeling tight and rubbery, but it does its job. I scrub until Munroe is gone. Until all I can smell

is soap and steam.

When I step out, the mirror is covered in fog. I dry myself and pull Theo’s shirt over my head. It hangs loose from my shoulders and covers the tops of my thighs. I press the collar to my nose again, breathing him in as I gather my wet hair over one shoulder. Sasha gives

another pleased little purr.

Then I open the bathroom door. Theo is sitting at the table with two mugs in front of him. He hears the door and gets up too quickly, knocking his knee against the underside of the table. Tea sloshes over the rim of the mug he grabs and runs across his fingers. He does not even wince as his eyes land on me. They move slowly up my legs, pause at the hem of his shirt, then continue over my stomach and chest until they reach my face. I stand there and watch his Adam’s apple bob. Then his arm stretches out stiffly, offering me the mug.

“Tea?” he chokes out.

A grin spreads across my face. I hook my fingers beneath the hem of the shirt and tug it down slightly. “Is this okay?”

“Fuck yes.” The answer leaves him before I finish speaking, and his eyes widen.

“Tea?” he asks again, louder this time.

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I walk over and take the mug, and his fingers brush mine, making the bond pulse through my chest.

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Theo moves to pull the sheets down from the bed, fluffs both pillows, finds the remote, then gathers the takeaway menus from the

counter. He pats the mattress. “In.”

I lift an eyebrow at him.

“Please,” he adds quickly. “Get in, Petal.”

I climb onto the bed and settle against the pillows. Theo brings me his phone, the remote, and the menus, stacking everything beside my

hip.

“Drink. Watch. Order.” He drags one hand through his hair as his eyes flick down my legs again. “I need a shower.”

Then he all but runs into the bathroom. The door closes behind him, and I laugh as I slide beneath the blankets.

He’s thinking about us, Sasha says.

I lift the mug to my lips. I would hope so.

Sasha gives another satisfied purr and sinks back.

I look at the menus, but the words blur together. My body is tired, yet my mind keeps returning to the ute and the way Theo’s hand slid

into my hair. The rough sound he made when I pulled him back was enough to make me pulse and clench my thighs together. I touch my

lips again, and the shower turns on behind the bathroom door.

I choose pizza because it requires the least thought, then use Theo’s phone to place the order. His screen is still open to a search page.

How to make tea properly. I press my lips together, trying to hold back another laugh. When Theo comes out, his hair is wet and pushed

back from his face. He wears black track pants and a clean shirt that clings to his shoulders. His eyes find me immediately, and I hold up his phone, showing him the evidence of what I have found. “I wanted it to be good.” He says, with his cheeks turning pink.

I take another sip. It tastes mostly like warm milk. “It’s perfect,” I tell him, and his shoulders relax.

He crosses the room and climbs onto the other side of the bed, taking the remote and turning on our show. Theo glances at the phone.

“What did you order?”

“Pizza.”

“Marry me.”

I laugh softly. “Very funny.”

“It’s not a joke, but that’s okay, I will just keep asking until the day you take me seriously,”

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My smile lingers as he settles against the headboard and I shuffle closer. Then he lifts his arm slowly, and I tuck myself against his side

and rest my head on his chest. His heart beats fast beneath my cheek.

“You’re nervous,” I say.

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