Chapter 5

Anna's POV

I woke up with a slight hangover. Not as bad as most mornings. I didn't have messages from Elsa. I ate my breakfast and went to work. Came home and fell fast asleep. This went on for about three days. Finally I got the call from Elsa. I let it ring four times so I wouldn't seem too desperate. But I couldn't hold it in, I picked it up.

"Hi." A whisper in my ear.

"Hey." I whispered back.

"I'm sorry for the other night. I was scared."

"You kinda hurt me. Why would you just walk away from me, after I told you I wanted you, after that kiss we had."

"I know Anna, I'm really sorry" Elsa cried.

"So why did you call me?" I asked very softly.

"Do you think we could meet somewhere?" She suggested.

I wanted nothing more than to do that. I was mad but I needed to see her again. "Sounds good. Where should we meet?"

"A casual restaurant?"

"Yes, I know where and know when to meet you." I said with a timid voice.

We sat down and immediately ordered our food. 't take our eyes off one another. The feels I had at that very moment was undesirable. We almost made up instantaneous. Too quick but I didn't care.

"Anna, I'm afraid..." She told me.

"I know. You don't have to tell me what happen in your past relationship. I don't care. I just want you."

"I want that, too." I could barely hear her.

Whatever she was going to say next was cut off by the servers bringing our dinner. We waited until everything was on the table and we were alone again.

"You know," she said, "You're the first girl in a long, long time that I've gone out to dinner with before I went to bed with her."

"I told you before," I replied with a sly smile and a slightly teasing tone, "I'm not going to be an easy lay for you, Elsa. You're going to have to work for me."

It was all I could do not to melt at the gaze she shot me just then. It was a good thing I was already sitting down because my knees got weak. I think if we hadn't been in public, she would have thrown all the plates and glasses to the floor, laid my body out on the table and had her way with me. And I don't think I would have stopped her.

I don't think I could have stopped her.

My pulse had quickened. My breaths came shorter.

"Sweetie," Elsa said finally. "You are so going to be mine."

It wasn't a warning as much as it was a promise.

I smiled inwardly. What she didn't know was that I was already hers.

The rest of the night passed in a blur. I don't remember what else we talked about, but we both managed to get our desires under control. She walked me to my door again.

"Would you like to come in?" I asked her for the second time.

She thought for a minute. "No."

Her response was shocking, to say the least.

"Not tonight," Elsa was clearly torn. I was hurt. Being turned down once was okay. Twice was giving me a complex. She took my hands. "Do you like me?"

"Yes," I replied, disappointment and frustration filling my voice.

"Then you need to decide if this is something you really want."

It was, or at least, I thought it was. Did I? Or was it just lust?

"Believe me," she said. "This is as hard for me as it is for you. If not harder."

I looked her in the eyes and knew she was telling the truth.

"There's nothing in the world I want more than to make love to you. Right. Now. But I want to give it a try."

"Give what a try?"

"Us." Her voice betrayed a hint of fear. "I'm tired of being lonely. I'm tired of hook-ups and break-ups. I can't promise anything . . . and you'll have to be patient . . ."

My hand went to the back of her neck and I pulled her to me. Our lips met. Hungrily.

I finally let her up for air. Our breathing was laboured.

"I'll make you a deal," I said. "You don't do relationships. I don't do girls. Why don't we teach each other something new?"

Her response was to press me back against the door frame as she put her lips on mine. Our tongues dueled eagerly.

"That is the best idea I've heard all night." Elsa gave me one final kiss and then pulled away. She reached into her purse and pulled out a business card. She scribbled her address on the back. "Do you remember how to get to my place? Good. Come over tomorrow. Say . . . three o'clock? Pack a bathing suit and an overnight bag."

Before I could respond, she turned and walked back to her car.

I was restless all night, wondering what the next day held in store for me. When the sun came up, I began going through my closet trying to find just the right outfits. I didn't know what Elsa had planned, so I threw a bunch of clothes into a bag and hoped I hadn't forgotten anything.

First I had to go through a eight hour shift. Kristoff helped me pass though the time. He and Sven always played games during work hours. Still with good company time felt like forever. Hurry fucking time!. My mind yelled.

"So, what's Elsa have planned?" Kristoff teased.

"I don't have the slightest idea what's she's up to." I excitedly cheered.

"Could I have front row seat?" Sven joked.

Finally the eight hour nightmare shift ended.

Right before I left, I took a shower and resisted the temptation to masturbate. All I could think was her naked body. Her slim body, beautiful chest and amazing hips that move in rhythm. I want to rub myself so bad.

I got in my car I left for Elsa's house. My pulse racing, my heartbeat is running wild. gowned and all Fetchingly draped against the wall, with Elsa against me. Her beautiful body, tall and fair. We'll laugh and talk all evening.

A/N : Very short chapter leading to a big Elsanna date! Ending on a cliffhanger. Thanks to everyone who has followed. You guys are awesome. Leave a review and have a good weekend.