Wednesday, November 9, 2011

My Book Boyfriend (Frost)

My Book Boyfriend is a weekly meme hosted by Missie of The Unread Reader. Its a chance to pay homage to the hotties that haunt the pages of the novels we love. The men who stay in our thoughts late at night, who plague us during our long hours at work, who cause us to stare off into the starry night and sigh, because we want them here with us. Yes ladies, its the Book Boyfriend.
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This week's Book Boyfriend is: The Killing Frost from Laurell K. Hamilton's Merry Gentry Series :)
Today he is being played by....Hugh Jackman
I picked Hugh Jackman to play Frost...One: his name...Hugh Jackman...just sounds so sexual....say it....Hugh Jackman....*shudders* wooo....it's a total porn star name. Two: Frost just can't be one of the young hotties I favor so much...there's depth and centuries of living that where poor Frost been mistreated and broken....he needs to look the part of a devastatingly handsome, if wounded, sexy man...and who is better than Hugh??? SO he doesn't have silvery-tinsel like hair...I can pretend...

 We kissed, and this time he kissed me back. He balled his hand into my hair, squeezing, feeling the thick hair as I'd felt the silk of his earlier. His lips pressed against my mouth. He turned his shoulders into me, so that I half spilled across one broad shoulder. I opened my mouth the the press of his lips, flicking my tongue, a small wet touch. His mouth opened to me,and the kiss grew. His hand stayed in my hair, but the other hand swept around my waist and spilled me into his lap. He kissed me as if he would eat me from the mouth down. I turned in his arms, sitting more solidly in his lap. It brought a sound low in his throat, and his hands were at my waist lifting me upward so that my legs swung to either side of his and I was suddenly kneeling with a leg on either side of him with the kiss in one unbroken wet line. My bad ankle brushed the seat and I had to come up for a complete breath....Galen recovered first...He applauded and said with and edge of nervous laughter, "On a scale of one to ten, I give it a twelve and all I was doing was watching..."

So...I love Frost. I think he is one of the most attractive and powerful of Merry's men...but the thing is...he's needy. He needs someone to shovel his emotional shit all the time. It's okay to have a little bit of angst in your past, or to have something traumatic happen to you. It makes for better more meaningful relationships when you deal with that past with your partner...but Frost lets his past turn him into a cold, arrogant statue when he doesn't get his way...and THAT is extremely unattractive. He pouts, he questions Merry's decisions, and generally makes life that much more difficult in an already extremely traumatic and violent life. But damn...he sure is pretty...

Frost was handsome in his anger, but he was always handsome. Goddess had made it so that he couldn't be anything else. He was all cheekbones and flawless lines that would make a plastic surgeon cry with envy. Skin like snow, hair like silver frost glittering in moonlight, broad of shoulders, slim of waist, narrow-hipped, lon of leg and arm. Clothed he was handsome; nude he was breathtaking. 
He turned to me with his storm grey eyes, laughter still shining in them. The laughter softened the perfection of his face, made him seem more human. I touched my fingertips to his cheek, the lightest of touches. The laughter melted slowly from his face, leaving his eyes serious and full of a tender weight of words unspoken, things not yet done. I stared up into his eyes. They were just grey, not tri-colored like mine and Rhys's, but they were the color of clouds on a rainy day, and like clouds, the colors changed and swirled not with the wind but with his moods. They were a soft grey like the breast of a dove as he lowered his head to kiss me.
My pulse filled my throat so that I couldn't breathe. His lips brushed mine, laying a gentle kiss that trembled against my flash. He raised back fro that one tender movement and we looked into each other's eyes from inches away, and there was a moment of knowing. We'd shared a bed for three months. He'd guarded my safety. I'd introduced him to the twenty-first century. I'd watched the solemn Frost relearn how to smile and laugh. We'd shared a hundred intimacies, dozens of jokes, a thousand new discoveries about the world in general, and none of it had been enough to push ether one of us over the edge. Then suddenly a look in his eyes and a gentle kiss, and it was as if my feelings for him reached critical mass, as if it had only been waiting for one last touch, one last lingering glance, before I know. I loved Frost, and from the startled look on his face as he stared down at me, I think he felt it too.

So. That was Frost...he's one of my favorites of Merry's merry men. He's got a lot going for him, but he's also got some problems. It's a good thing he's got such a great butt and has been learning how to please a girl since before Christianity was what the cool kids were trying. Gotta love little Jackle Frostie! :)

7 comments:

  1. Oh ... my ... god! I have to take a breather for a minute after the first quote. I think I was holding my breath as I read it and then glanced at Hugh Jackman *shudders* hehe. Fabulous choice for this weeks boyfriend! ... Damn! hehe I'm still thinking about that quote! lol.

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  2. PS: I just linked up my book boyfriend post :) He is a delicious Scotsman ;) hehe.

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  3. *shudders*

    Hugh Jackman is a porn star name. And wowzers! That kiss took my breath away. If someone kissed me like that, I'd consider it my first kiss ever! LOL

    P.S. I love your quote boxes. They are soooo pretty! :)

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  4. *fans self*

    Oh my... I needs to read this series. I needs some Frost-ing... *giggles*

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  5. Andra! Now I'm never going to be able to say Hugh Jackman's name again without blushing.
    Frost sounds gorgeous, and Jackman seems perfect for him.

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  6. LMAO Hugh Jackman is a porn star name!! Hugh Jackman can give any young hotties run for his money. He is just *swooney*
    Oh dear god! After reading all those scene I can't breath!

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