Chapter Eight

32 Questions

Author's note: I thought this would be a fun chapter to get to know a little about both Erik and Christine, just small things about their personality, likes and dislikes, and some other stuff that I will not mention here. special thanks to Ram Jas for all the help! greatest beta in the world!

A few days later Christine sat on the couch in the living room clad only in her flannel pajama bottoms and a black tank top. Buster laid across her legs and in her hands was a gallon of rocky road ice cream that she was eating with a spoon while she watched a movie. The clock read 11:00 P.M. and she knew that most of the house was asleep, because there was no noise other then the television. Erik had said nothing about the pool incident and Christine was still thinking of a way to get him back for that. It would be good and he would wish he had not done that to her.

"What are you doing?" Erik wondered. She looked up to see him leaning one shoulder against the doorframe as he looked at her. The man must have a dislike for clothes, because he was only wearing a pair of black boxers. She looked away from the sight of his body and stuffed a mouthful of ice cream into her mouth. Erik shook his head and sat down at her feet on the couch. He said nothing for a long while, content to watch the film.

"I have known you for about a week and a half but I do not know much," Christine said. His gray green eyes turned to look at her and the white of his mask seemed to gleam in the poor light.

"What do you propose?" he wondered.

"Twenty questions," Christine replied eagerly. He frowned.

"Twenty questions? I am not familiar with this," he said. She sighed dramatically and rolled her eyes.

"I ask you twenty simply questions and you answer me in as short of an answer as possible," she said.

"How are you supposed to get to know a person that way?" he demanded.

"Will you just play?" she asked. He sighed.

"Good, now this will not be hard," Christine said, thinking of her first question. This would be interesting.

"Favorite color?"

"Red."

"Favorite alcohol?"

"Red wine."

"Mother's name?"

"Madeline."

"First girlfriend's name?"

"Sarah."

"First pet?"

"A cat."

"Age when you were first kissed?"

"Fourteen."

"First time you had sex?"

"Eighteen."

"Favorite sexual position?"

"Christine-"

"Favorite position!"

"Me on top."

"Favorite ice cream?"

"You are going from sex to food-"

"Favorite ice cream, Erik!"

"Vanilla."

"Favorite fantasy food item?"

"Chocolate."

Christine shivered.

"Did you graduate from college?"

"Yes."

"Major?"

"Music."

"Most attractive quality?"

"Hands."

"First job?"

"Architect."

"How many kids would you like to have?"

"Two."

"Favorite place in the world?"

"Paris."

"Favorite past time?"

"Composing."

"Place you would most like to try and have sex?"

"Outside."

"Middle name?"

"Charles."

"Do you believe in true love?"

"Yes."

Christine smiled.

"See that was not so bad," she said cheerfully.

"You asked me some things-"

"I know, but now I know something about you!" she said.

"Then it is only fair if as you some questions of my own," he said. Christine did not like that idea. But it was only fair.

"Alright," she said, knowing exactly what he was going to ask.

"Favorite color?"

"Blue."

"First time kissed?"

"Twelve."

"First time you had sex?"

"Twenty."

"First boyfriends name?"

"John."

"Ever been married?"

"No."

"How many kids in the future?"

"Two."

"Favorite sexual position?"

"Me on top!"

"Favorite fantasy food?"

"Honey."

"Strangest place you have had sex?"

"Pool."

"Place you would like to have sex?"

"Beach."

"Honeymoon destination?"

"Italy."

"Love at first sight?"

"No."

"True love?"

"Of course."

"I'm done."

"No, you are not done, it is supposed to be twenty questions!" Christine said.

"I found out all I need to know," he replied with a smile.

"You asked all sexual questions!"

"Exactly."

"You know you are insufferable?"

"Thank you."

"Erik!"