“Okay, big guy. Let’s get you fed.” Hel took hold of his hand, entwining their fingers together and was about to lead him out of the cupboard when she turned to him. “Before we leave here, I need to tell you something.”
Frost lifted an eyebrow in question. “What?”
“I love you too.” Hel grinned broadly. She had never been so sure of anything in her life.
“That’s good to hear.”
“And?” Hel prompted and began to laugh as she saw the teasing expression on his face.
“Oh. I already told you in the documentary.”
Hel dropped his hand and grabbed the front of his t-shirt, tugging him toward her. “Tell me again.”
“I love you, Ethel.” He dropped a kiss on her lips.
“Can I ban you from using that name?” she groused.
“Nope. I’m going to use it morning, evening and night.” He rubbed his nose over hers.
“Will you move in with me?” Hel blurted out.
She had already told him she was in love with him. She might as well tell him she wanted him all of the time.
Frost hesitated for a beat, and Hel was worried he would say no.
But he snatched her up into his arms and spun her around. “Absolutely.”
“Although I need to warn you, Gloria is currently my unofficial housemate. I took her cottage, and she spends a lot of time with me rather than at the main house.”
“Is she home tonight.” He kissed her again.
“No,” Hel confirmed when she managed to pull her lips away from his.
“Excellent,” he murmured.
“Have you rented somewhere?” Hel asked.
Frost looked a little embarrassed when he answered. “No.”
“Why not?” Hel’s eyebrows lifted.
Frost dropped his eyes to his feet and muttered, “I was hoping you’d be single, and I was hoping you would want to live together again.”
Hel threw her head back and laughed. “Presumptuous much!”
“I love you. I hoped you felt the same way. I was going to rent a hotel room if you said no.”
“Not Creekside Lodge. You’ll catch bedbugs.” Hel used the argument he had used on her all those months ago to make her stay with him.
“Fine. You twisted my arm.” Frost pulled her against his body, and his head dipped towards her, but his stomach let out a cacophony of noise.
“Food.” Hel yanked the door open and dragged him out.
CHAPTER 38
FROST
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