A Forbidden Winter Romance Sex with Jack Frost Also available on Kindle Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with the creators or producers of the actual film Rise of the Guardians. Pitch had been vanquished. And for a time, all was well. Jamie grew up over the years. He always maintained his belief in Easter Bunny, Santa, Sandy, Tooth Fairy, and most importantly, Jack Frost. His friends, the ones who were not present for the rise of the guardians, laughed and scoffed at his ridiculous love for the things that they themselves had never seen. Deep within, though, Jamie had a love stronger than any of them could imagine. Jack was content—for a time. The years that had passed matured Jamie from a boy into a young man. But Jack hardly noticed that the passing of time had aged Jamie into a youth similar to himself. The years never aged Frost. Not physically. Not mentally. His snow white hair maintained its youngness and his teeth were still as perfect as the day Fairy had inspected them. Over the years Jack had continued to visit Jamie during the winters. On those nights when Jack glided down to the boy who had first believed in him, they did all that was in line with Jack's center—fun. Classically, they would escape into midnight snowball fights, snowboarding tricks and sledding races, and if Jack was in a particularly good mood, they would fly and it was the motion of the winter winds that gave them flight, along with Jack's trusty wooden staff. Between them, though, something beyond fun had taken root—the way Jack and Jamie looked at one another had become more affectionate and deeper and overall they were happy but Jack was the most scared of these feelings. As a protector he was terrified of what he burned to do with Jamie. …but everything was about to change