Adventure of a Lifetime
Chocolate Cake
A/N: Hey everyone! How you all doing? This is the sequel to my first series, Journey Through Life. We left that series with Skye, their second daughter just born. She has a 5 year old sister called Ashleigh. The year now is 1907 and Ashleigh is 6 and Skye is 10 months. I'm not sure how long it will run for but I hope you enjoy it.
Satine rubbed her hands together and stamped her feet in an attempt to keep warm. The January snow fell lightly but the wind was fierce, pinching her face and hands. She despised the cold weather because of all the bad things it bought - pain, coughs and colds, woolly clothes and irritable children from not being allowed out. However, there was a good side. It meant that she had even more of an excuse to cuddle up to Christian. Ashleigh found it embarassing when they did anything remotely romantic so Satine would say that she was cold and Ashleigh would take it as a good enough reason. There was the sound of running feet and chattering voices. A door flew open and a mixture of little boys and girls came flooding out. Satine could see Ashleigh at the front, pushing her way through. She was a determined little girl who always had to do everything as best she could. She could never go into something halfheartedly. 'Mama!' She shrieked, running over. Her arms flailing wildly as they clutched pieces of paper. Satine crouched down and hugged her little girl. 'Hello, sweetie.' 'Look, Mama.' Ashleigh proudly held out a piece of paper. 'This is my story I wrote. Teacher said it was very good and that my writing is much better. She gave me two gold stars.' 'Daddy will be pleased.' Christian was very fond to make sure that writing stayed in the family and was very keen for his daughters to learn it at an early age. 'Yes. Can we go and tell him?' 'I'd love to, honey, but he's at work.' Ashleigh looked downcast. 'How about we go to Den's and have some chocolate cake and then we can see Daddy when he gets home?' 'Yea!' Ashleigh cheered. Den's was a family run cafe in the middle of London. It was run by a middle aged couple and their son helped out occasionally. Christian and Satine were good customers and Philip and Margaret were always pleased to see them. Satine took Ashleigh's gloved hand and they carefully walked along the pavement.
'Hello, Missy.' Philip said cheerily. He was wiping down tables outside as Ashleigh ran up. Satine was following behind. 'Afternoon, Satine.' 'Afternoon, Philip. One large slice of your delicious chocolate cake please.' Satine requested, following him into the cafe. He went behind the counter and pulled out a large container. He opened it and the room was filled with a wonderful smell. 'Where's Christian today then?' Philip asked as he began to cut the cake. It was unusual for them not to be in all together. 'Daddy's at work still.' Ashleigh said importantly. 'Mama said we could come as a special treat because I got two gold stars.' 'Good for you, Missy. How about you can have some to eat now and I give you some to take home for dessert but don't tell Daddy...Is that ok, Satine?' He asked, glancing over at her. 'Fine.' Satine said pulling her purse from her bag.
'Hello, I'm home!' Christian called up the stairs. The door shut with a bang and he shrugged out of his coat. It was strangely quiet. Normally when he came home there was the sound of running feet as Ashleigh came to greet him and insist on carrying his bag into the study for him. But tonight there was nothing. Ginnie the maid walked past. 'Ginnie, where is everyone?' 'Miss Skye is upstairs sleeping and the Missus and Miss Ashleigh aren't back yet.' 'Thank you. Can you ask Cook to still start dinner?' 'Of course, sir.' Ginne answered, curtseying and hurried to the kitchen.
Twenty minutes later Satine gently shut the door behind them. Holding a white box in one hand she took her coat and gloves off and then helped Ashleigh with hers. Glancing into her husband's study, she hurried into the kitchen were Cook was busily preparing dinner. 'Hello, Cook.' 'Good Evening, Ma'am.' 'This is for dessert.' Satine said handing her the white box. 'Right you are, Ma'am.' Cook said, taking the box and turning her attention back to the beef joint.
After her coat was removed Ashleigh sat down on the floor and began to slowly and precariously remove her shoes. She lined them up neatly underneath the coat stand and opened her satchel. Grabbing a piece of paper she bounded up the stairs. 'Daddy! Daddy!' She yelled out. Christian came out of Skye's bedroom, gently closing the door behind him. 'Sssh, sweetheart.' He said, putting a finger to his lips. 'Skye is sleeping.' 'Look! I got two stars for my story!' She said, thrusting the paper at him. 'Honey, that's brilliant. Why don't we go downstairs and you can read it to me.' 'Ok!' Ashleigh agreed and Christian picked her up and carried her downstairs. At the bottom they bumped into Satine. 'Hello, darling.' He said, kissing her lightly.' 'Hello.' 'Where have you been? I was wondering where you had got to?' Satine and Ashleigh looked at each other. Satine wasn't any good at lying to her husband. They knew each other too well. 'Erm....' 'We went to the park.' Ashleigh said quickly. 'Then we went to Den's and picked up some chocolate cake for dessert.' 'Yes, that's right.' Satine smiled brightly. 'I'm going to get changed.' She kissed Ashleigh and Christian. She gave Ashleigh a wink before Christian carried her into the study.
They settled down on his settee, Ashleigh sitting on his lap. He opened the piece of paper and quickly skimmed over the short piece of writing. 'This is really good, honey. Do you want to read it to me?' 'Ok. O...One...day...Moo...went...to...play...wi- with...her...friends...at...the...park. ...She...met...Dog...and...Cat. ...They...played...together...and...then...went...home...for...tea. ...Moo...had...pie.' 'That was good reading honey. And an excellent story.' 'As good as yours?' 'Better.' He answered, kissing the top of her head. Ashleigh grinned and started squeling with delight when Christian started tickling her. 'Dinner's ready, sir.' Ginnie announced. Christian set Ashleigh down and she ran into the dining room. Christian walked into the hall to wait for Satine to come down. Satine walked elegantly down the stairs. She was wearing a pale blue dress and her hair piled up on her head. Christian donned a lopsided grin as he watched this beauty that was his wife descend down the stairs. 'I take it you approve?' Satine asked, twirling around. Christian couldn't speak he just nodded, his mouth wide open. Satine giggled and kissed him gently. 'Come on. Ashleigh will be getting impatient.' Satine took Christian's hand and they walked into the dining room.
The beef joint was served with vegetables and gravy. On the table was a jug of water for everyone and Christian and Satine had a glass of wine each. It was eaten quickly and quietly. Ginnie then came back in and cleared the plates before bringing in the chocolate cake. 'That is an impressive cake.' Christian stated. 'Ashleigh picked it out.' Satine said. Ginnie began to cut the cake and placed big slices on three plates. They began to eat. Satine could feel herself feeling sick and getting worse with every bite. She knew she was going to throw up but she also knew that if she ran from the room and threw up then Christian would make her stay in bed for a week. Ashleigh watched her mother. At Den's Ashleigh hadn't had much cake whereas Satine had had a huge slice. Ashleigh could tell that her mother was going to be sick. 'Mama, I think I can hear Skye.' 'You can...Oh, yes.' Satine understood that this was her cue to leave. She stood up. 'I can't hear her.' 'It's a female thing, Daddy.' Ashleigh smiled sweetly as Satine ran from the room.
'Honey, are you ok?' Christian asked as he climbed into the bed next to Satine. She had gone upstairs about an hour before he had. 'I'm fine....Honestly.' She said when she saw him staring at her. They kissed lightly and Christian turned the light out. Satine turned into him and snuggled against his chest, breathing in his scent. He wrapped his arms around her. 'Sweetie...?' 'Mmm?' Came Satine's murmured reply. 'Was the cake better here or at Den's?' Satine opened her eyes and looked at her husband who was smiling. 'You knew?' 'You can't hide anything from me.' He said, kissing her forehead. Satine shook her head and closed her eyes, snuggling closer. She knew he was right. She didn't want to either.
A/N: Hey everyone! How you all doing? This is the sequel to my first series, Journey Through Life. We left that series with Skye, their second daughter just born. She has a 5 year old sister called Ashleigh. The year now is 1907 and Ashleigh is 6 and Skye is 10 months. I'm not sure how long it will run for but I hope you enjoy it.
Satine rubbed her hands together and stamped her feet in an attempt to keep warm. The January snow fell lightly but the wind was fierce, pinching her face and hands. She despised the cold weather because of all the bad things it bought - pain, coughs and colds, woolly clothes and irritable children from not being allowed out. However, there was a good side. It meant that she had even more of an excuse to cuddle up to Christian. Ashleigh found it embarassing when they did anything remotely romantic so Satine would say that she was cold and Ashleigh would take it as a good enough reason. There was the sound of running feet and chattering voices. A door flew open and a mixture of little boys and girls came flooding out. Satine could see Ashleigh at the front, pushing her way through. She was a determined little girl who always had to do everything as best she could. She could never go into something halfheartedly. 'Mama!' She shrieked, running over. Her arms flailing wildly as they clutched pieces of paper. Satine crouched down and hugged her little girl. 'Hello, sweetie.' 'Look, Mama.' Ashleigh proudly held out a piece of paper. 'This is my story I wrote. Teacher said it was very good and that my writing is much better. She gave me two gold stars.' 'Daddy will be pleased.' Christian was very fond to make sure that writing stayed in the family and was very keen for his daughters to learn it at an early age. 'Yes. Can we go and tell him?' 'I'd love to, honey, but he's at work.' Ashleigh looked downcast. 'How about we go to Den's and have some chocolate cake and then we can see Daddy when he gets home?' 'Yea!' Ashleigh cheered. Den's was a family run cafe in the middle of London. It was run by a middle aged couple and their son helped out occasionally. Christian and Satine were good customers and Philip and Margaret were always pleased to see them. Satine took Ashleigh's gloved hand and they carefully walked along the pavement.
'Hello, Missy.' Philip said cheerily. He was wiping down tables outside as Ashleigh ran up. Satine was following behind. 'Afternoon, Satine.' 'Afternoon, Philip. One large slice of your delicious chocolate cake please.' Satine requested, following him into the cafe. He went behind the counter and pulled out a large container. He opened it and the room was filled with a wonderful smell. 'Where's Christian today then?' Philip asked as he began to cut the cake. It was unusual for them not to be in all together. 'Daddy's at work still.' Ashleigh said importantly. 'Mama said we could come as a special treat because I got two gold stars.' 'Good for you, Missy. How about you can have some to eat now and I give you some to take home for dessert but don't tell Daddy...Is that ok, Satine?' He asked, glancing over at her. 'Fine.' Satine said pulling her purse from her bag.
'Hello, I'm home!' Christian called up the stairs. The door shut with a bang and he shrugged out of his coat. It was strangely quiet. Normally when he came home there was the sound of running feet as Ashleigh came to greet him and insist on carrying his bag into the study for him. But tonight there was nothing. Ginnie the maid walked past. 'Ginnie, where is everyone?' 'Miss Skye is upstairs sleeping and the Missus and Miss Ashleigh aren't back yet.' 'Thank you. Can you ask Cook to still start dinner?' 'Of course, sir.' Ginne answered, curtseying and hurried to the kitchen.
Twenty minutes later Satine gently shut the door behind them. Holding a white box in one hand she took her coat and gloves off and then helped Ashleigh with hers. Glancing into her husband's study, she hurried into the kitchen were Cook was busily preparing dinner. 'Hello, Cook.' 'Good Evening, Ma'am.' 'This is for dessert.' Satine said handing her the white box. 'Right you are, Ma'am.' Cook said, taking the box and turning her attention back to the beef joint.
After her coat was removed Ashleigh sat down on the floor and began to slowly and precariously remove her shoes. She lined them up neatly underneath the coat stand and opened her satchel. Grabbing a piece of paper she bounded up the stairs. 'Daddy! Daddy!' She yelled out. Christian came out of Skye's bedroom, gently closing the door behind him. 'Sssh, sweetheart.' He said, putting a finger to his lips. 'Skye is sleeping.' 'Look! I got two stars for my story!' She said, thrusting the paper at him. 'Honey, that's brilliant. Why don't we go downstairs and you can read it to me.' 'Ok!' Ashleigh agreed and Christian picked her up and carried her downstairs. At the bottom they bumped into Satine. 'Hello, darling.' He said, kissing her lightly.' 'Hello.' 'Where have you been? I was wondering where you had got to?' Satine and Ashleigh looked at each other. Satine wasn't any good at lying to her husband. They knew each other too well. 'Erm....' 'We went to the park.' Ashleigh said quickly. 'Then we went to Den's and picked up some chocolate cake for dessert.' 'Yes, that's right.' Satine smiled brightly. 'I'm going to get changed.' She kissed Ashleigh and Christian. She gave Ashleigh a wink before Christian carried her into the study.
They settled down on his settee, Ashleigh sitting on his lap. He opened the piece of paper and quickly skimmed over the short piece of writing. 'This is really good, honey. Do you want to read it to me?' 'Ok. O...One...day...Moo...went...to...play...wi- with...her...friends...at...the...park. ...She...met...Dog...and...Cat. ...They...played...together...and...then...went...home...for...tea. ...Moo...had...pie.' 'That was good reading honey. And an excellent story.' 'As good as yours?' 'Better.' He answered, kissing the top of her head. Ashleigh grinned and started squeling with delight when Christian started tickling her. 'Dinner's ready, sir.' Ginnie announced. Christian set Ashleigh down and she ran into the dining room. Christian walked into the hall to wait for Satine to come down. Satine walked elegantly down the stairs. She was wearing a pale blue dress and her hair piled up on her head. Christian donned a lopsided grin as he watched this beauty that was his wife descend down the stairs. 'I take it you approve?' Satine asked, twirling around. Christian couldn't speak he just nodded, his mouth wide open. Satine giggled and kissed him gently. 'Come on. Ashleigh will be getting impatient.' Satine took Christian's hand and they walked into the dining room.
The beef joint was served with vegetables and gravy. On the table was a jug of water for everyone and Christian and Satine had a glass of wine each. It was eaten quickly and quietly. Ginnie then came back in and cleared the plates before bringing in the chocolate cake. 'That is an impressive cake.' Christian stated. 'Ashleigh picked it out.' Satine said. Ginnie began to cut the cake and placed big slices on three plates. They began to eat. Satine could feel herself feeling sick and getting worse with every bite. She knew she was going to throw up but she also knew that if she ran from the room and threw up then Christian would make her stay in bed for a week. Ashleigh watched her mother. At Den's Ashleigh hadn't had much cake whereas Satine had had a huge slice. Ashleigh could tell that her mother was going to be sick. 'Mama, I think I can hear Skye.' 'You can...Oh, yes.' Satine understood that this was her cue to leave. She stood up. 'I can't hear her.' 'It's a female thing, Daddy.' Ashleigh smiled sweetly as Satine ran from the room.
'Honey, are you ok?' Christian asked as he climbed into the bed next to Satine. She had gone upstairs about an hour before he had. 'I'm fine....Honestly.' She said when she saw him staring at her. They kissed lightly and Christian turned the light out. Satine turned into him and snuggled against his chest, breathing in his scent. He wrapped his arms around her. 'Sweetie...?' 'Mmm?' Came Satine's murmured reply. 'Was the cake better here or at Den's?' Satine opened her eyes and looked at her husband who was smiling. 'You knew?' 'You can't hide anything from me.' He said, kissing her forehead. Satine shook her head and closed her eyes, snuggling closer. She knew he was right. She didn't want to either.