TITLE: DAYS Fairy Tale: Eric & Greta: Chapters 86-90
WRITTEN BY: Heather Ferguson (fergus80)
EMAIL: hferguso@niu.edu
WEBSITE: http://eric_greta.tripod.com (from when Jensen was on days)
Rating: If you can watch DAYS, you can read this. If there is a rating change, a link to the chap. will be provided.
Disclaimer: Days of Our Lives and all of their characters are property of Corday Productions and NBC.
My Rant: Okay, I'm finally putting this up on FanFiction.net. Mostly to free up my website space. This was started way back in Oct. of 1999, and I haven't decided if it's finished yet or not. Reviews are always welcome!
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Chapter 86
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Greta gave Eric a strange look, "Oh that's right, I don't think you were in Salem until after Nicole was a model for Titan." Greta nodded. "Well when I met her, she was waiting tables at Java Cafe. And yes... I thought she was beautiful, and I introduced myself, and she basically didn't even respond." He laughed slightly, "Should have known then that she just wasn't a nice person, but I thought... well... not sure what I thought, I think I thought she was just shy or something."
He sighed, "Well anyway, after a lot of trying she finally started to talk to me, actually mostly after she found out that Sami was looking for a new model for the New Faces Campaign." He shook his head, "Anyways, I helped her get the job, I was of course the photographer." He looked at Greta, and smiled as she moved closer to him. "We started to talk, but she never really told me all that much. I thought she was shy, and sweet, nice, and a little mysterious. Anyway, we then got a shoot in California, were we ran into her ex-boyfriend, or whom she told me at the time was a cousin of hers. On the trip she warmed up to me enough and we started dating. When we got back to Salem, later on I found out the guy in California was her ex."
"How did you find that out?" Greta asked.
He laughed slightly, "Cause when I went to see her one night, I heard her screaming in her apartment, I broke my way in and found him trying to rape her. I pulled him off her, and he ran off, I got closer to her, and from her ripped clothes, found a tattoo of a heart on her with his name in it. Let's say I wasn't happy that she lied to me."
"Wow," was all she said.
"Yeah, we broke up for a little while after that. And should have stayed that way, but somehow she swayed me back. She poured on the sweetness and charm, and begged me to forgive her. I did, have no idea why though."
"Because you are a good guy." She said and kissed his cheek.
He smiled, "Well we started to date again, and Nicole was becoming a bigger model, and Lucas was around constantly. He was really getting to me, and I kept telling Nicole about him, and she wouldn't listen to me. I tried to get her to leave Titan and go somewhere else, but she wouldn't listen. Then it happened, that night I wished never would have happened."
"The night you proposed or found out she married Lucas?"
"Neither, the night... we first made love. At least that's what I thought it was. You know I should have known something was weird when the next morning she wanted to go to work separately, and didn't want anyone to know. Why not? It's not like we did anything wrong." He mentally berated himself, now that he was thinking about it all, there were so many signs warning him to stay away.
Greta didn't answer him, but she did wrap her leg up over his, moving him closer. He wasn't sure why she was moving closer to him, he was talking about Nicole after all, but he wasn't going to complain.
"Well time went on together, and I was happy, oblivious to anything that was wrong, only mad at Lucas for all the attention he was giving Nicole and for some reason didn't get that mad at her for not saying anything to him about it." He sighed again, "Not to much longer, even with the dismay of my family, especially my dad, I asked her to marry me. I went out, but a down payment on a little white house with a picket fence, brought her there for dinner and proposed. She actually never said the word yes, but all her movements indicated that she did, I put the ring on her finger. And then the next day she went to Chicago with Lucas, and for some reason left hr engagement ring at her apartment." He shook his head again, "I thought she had just forgot it, but the next time I saw her, she was walking into Will's custody hearing as Mrs. Lucas Roberts."
Greta could feel the pain in his voice, but now she wasn't worried about it, she knew it hurt him, but that it was all in the past. He continued, "I thought Lucas blackmailed her into marrying him, or something. I tried to talk to her, but it was no use. She wouldn't tell me anything, and not until after all this happened with us did I find out that Kate had paid her 5 million dollars to marry Lucas. Lucas had no idea."
Greta shook her head, "How could Kate do that to her own son?"
"Well she did it with Billie, she tried to do the same with Austin, she just goes way to far for her children, not seeing how they could get hurt." He looked down at her, "Well that's it, you know the rest."
"Okay, so what was it that you saw in Nicole that made you love her?"
He smiled, "Greta..."
"No, tell me."
He sighed, "What I saw in Nicole wasn't really there."
"Okay, then what did YOU see."
"I thought she had a good heart, that she was a nice person, I actually thought she was honest." He laughed again, "At first I thought she was innocent, but quickly learned otherwise. Other then that, I'm really not sure."
She smiled up at him, "Okay." Then she kissed him.
"Umm, Greta?"
"Yeah?"
"Not that I'm complaining or anything, but why are you so happy?"
"Because I know that you are truly over Nicole, and that you fell in love with her for the same reasons you fell in love with me. The only difference is... well, I am most of those things, at least I think I am."
He smiled at her, "You are those, and so much more." He leaned back in and kissed her, but this time, it wasn't short and sweet. The kiss lingered, and grew passionate. After awhile they broke apart for air. "Move back here with me." He asked again.
"No," she said smiling.
He grinned, "Then stay the night with me, like we used to, let me hold you in my arms tonight, let me know I still have you."
She smiled up at him, "Okay."
He kissed her again, and then moved in closer, she laid her head on his shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around her, after a short time, they fell asleep in each other's arms, where they should be, with smiles on their faces.
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Chapter 87
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Two and a half months went by in a whirl since Eric and Greta got back together. She still insisted that they live apart, much to Eric's dismay, but they barely spent a night apart. Much like when they were living together, they were sleeping together, but the key word is sleeping. Neither one of them brought up the question of when, how, or where they were going to make love again, neither was sure of how to bring it up. So instead, they tried to get their relationship back to where it was, before the whole Nicole problem.
Classes started up again for Greta, and back to school and fall photo shoots for Eric took up a lot of their time, but they still spent as much time together as they could. Greta was making some friends at College, which Eric encouraged. They had a couple group date nights, which Eric admitted where really nice, yet he still preferred spending time alone with her. She agreed.
Many interesting things were happening around Salem to the people they cared about. Lucas and Sami were actually working some things out. Now that the truth about Nicole's marriage was out, and that Lucas had nothing to do with it, things were a little different. They were far from friends, but mostly because Kate was now out of the picture, things were... lack of a better word, civil. They were enjoying joint custody of Will, and both knew that it was best, because Will was the happiest he had been in a long time.
But one of the the other interesting things happening, was the topic of their current conversation. Greta almost had to laugh, but some of their most serious conversations occurred with them... laying down. She was wearing a pair of his boxers and his T-shirt, and he was the same way. Facing one another, looking into each other's eyes, arms wrapped around each other, her leg wrapped over his hip. She tried not to laugh at that realization though, and tired to concentrate on what he was saying. "I still can't believe it though, I would go crazy, I don't know how Bo can take it."
She looked confused, and realized she hadn't heard the whole thing, "Take what?"
"Well not only that fact that Hope slept with John and Stephano while she thought she was Gina, but at least one other person. I mean, since the DNA test shows it's not John's or Stephano's kid, that means she slept with someone else too." He hugged her tighter, and Greta had to grin. She liked him being so possessive.
"I wonder who it could have been, I mean... my mother did have a lot of suitors."
"Well it's not like Bo and Hope can go back and test them all, I guess Thomas will never know who his real father is, but in a way, it may be easier on Bo and Hope that way too."
"Yeah, but maybe when can figure out who is the father, I mean, we were around her a little bit during that time."
"True. Well, it would have to be when she was in Europe, because she wasn't with anyone in Salem, and we ruled out the two in that Submarine." Eric sighed, *A sub in Hawaii, completely unreal.*
"Okay, who was she around in Europe?"
"Well, when Bo found her not to many people, but who knows about before."
"Okay, well we can't think about before, but what about after."
"Well, Bo called Doug and Julie about a week after he found her, and they were with her most of the time. She danced with a lot of people at the Ball, but I think that happened after the baby was conceived."
"So it was sometime between her in Hawaii and Doug and Julie showing up. We also know that Stephano was with her a lot during that time, but we know he isn't the father."
"Yeah, he was trying to get her to steal that other painting, so anytime she wasn't with Bo.."
"She was with Stephano." They looked at each other, and then Greta thought of something, "Remember when you called Bo that one time at the Chateau and he wasn't himself?"
"Yeah, and..." Eric was thinking along the same lines, "Remember he said he wasn't feeling well and that he had a lot of lost time."
"And Hope was working with Stephano at that time." She said her eyes opening at facts were falling in place.
"And Stephano probably didn't want Bo there, around to mess up his plan. But he couldn't really get rid of him."
"Stephano was probably trying to brainwash him like he did Hope and John."
Eric agreed, "Makes perfect sense, but it obviously didn't work. Stephano wouldn't give up like that."
"Unless Hope wouldn't let him continue with it, maybe all the stuff that Bo, Doug, and Julie were doing where bringing the real Hope back out."
They looked at each other and smiled, "I wonder if at some point in that lost time..." She left it hanging.
"Yeah, Bo says he knows they hadn't made love in a long time, but who says he remembers?"
Eric turned over and looked at the clock, it was only 10:12, he then looked back at Greta, and she reached over and picked up the phone on the night stand next to her. She dialed the number and waited.
{{Hello?}}
"Hi Bo, it's Greta."
{{Hi Greta, how are you?}}
She smiled, "I'm fine, sorry to call so late, but uhh... Eric and I were talking about..." She didn't know how to say there were talking about them, but knew she had too. "About the whole DNA thing, and we kinda pieced together a possible puzzle."
{{Oh kay, I have no idea what you are getting at.}}
"Well I hate to do this over the phone, but it's late and I.. we wanted to let you know what we were thinking right away."
{{Greta, just tell me.}}
"Well, remember in Europe, you were not feeling to well, and had a lot of lost time?"
{{Yeah.}}
"Well, Eric and I also called you one time, and when you answered the phone you sounded really strange, and weren't yourself at all. We think that... maybe during that time... Stephano was trying to brainwash you."
{{What?}}
"It makes sense, he wanted to keep you out of the way, but since Hope was becoming more herself, she must have stopped him."
{{Okay, that would explain the lost time, but what does that have to do with the DNA?}}
"Well... you said that you and Hope didn't make love, at least not in the time span that would have gotten her pregnant, but what if you just don't remember?" There was a long pause on the other end of the phone, a very long pause. Greta worried the phone had went dead, "Bo?"
{{Yeah Greta, I'm here...}}
"You okay?"
{{You know... that is a very good question.}}
"I don't want to get your hopes up to far, but I mean, it's worth a try to find out, it is a possibility."
{{Greta, thank you, thank you so much, I'll let you know how the test turns out, I've got to go.}}
"Okay, talk to you soon." They said their good byes and Greta hung up the phone and turned back to Eric, she snuggled back up to him.
"Well?" He asked.
"He's going to get the tests done, he sounded happy, I just hope we didn't get his hopes up and then it's not true."
"Yeah me too, but hey, he does need to know for sure if he is the father or not."
"Yeah, true." She leaned in and kissed him.
"So... since it's still early, now what?" He asked with a smile.
She laughed, and then wrapped her leg back around him, "Well we possibly solved one mystery tonight, why don't we try another?"
"And what is that?"
"The mystery of why neither one of us has talked about us making love again."
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Chapter 88
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Eric almost choked, "What?" He asked surprised.
She smiled up at him, "Neither one of us has brought it up since we got back together, and I want to know why."
"Are you saying you want to make love?" He asked her, shock still in his voice.
She pulled away slightly from him, "Are you saying you don't want too?"
"No, not at all. But... now?" He asked looking at her strangely, part of him confused the other part hoping her answer was yes.
"No, not now." She said shaking her head, "But, I would like to understand why we haven't even thought of it, well, talked about it."
Eric took a deep breath, "I was waiting for you to mention it, I wanted to make sure you were ready."
"I was waiting for you." She said softly, with a grin.
They both laughed, and he spoke, "Okay, well now that we know, that we both want too." He grinned at her, and pulled her closer. "I guess it's just a question of when and where." Greta laughed and shook her head. "What?"
"You want to plan this all out?"
"Isn't that what you were talking about? Like taking a weekend, and going somewhere special?"
She reached up with her hand, and lightly touched his cheek, "No plans, we'll just let it happen, if that's okay."
He looked at her questioning, "But why?"
She smiled at him, "Less can go wrong if we are spontaneous." He laughed, she was right. "I planned on Colorado, and we did," She smiled remembering, "But not under that great of circumstances. I planned Green Mountain, and... we never even got there."
He smiled, "Well, we could try and let ME plan something."
She playfully hit him on the shoulder, "No, who knows what will go wrong then."
"Hey!" He said and they both laughed. Then he looked at her more serious, "Well then, how do we know when to be spontaneous?"
She rolled her eyes, and shook her head, "We'll just know."
He smiled at her, moving closer, "What about being spontaneous now?" He asked, only partially kidding.
She hit his shoulder again, "Funny."
"I try, but seriously, how will we, or I for that matter know?"
"Remember that agreement we had a long time ago..." he looked confused, "The one where we finally agreed that we would only stop when the other told us too."
He smiled, "Yes."
"Then something like that. Think you can handle that?"
"Oh, I think I can manage." He said and kissed her, his hand in the back of her hair, his other around her. He leaned back and pulled her on top of him.
She giggled into the kiss, and broke away, "And no, not tonight, I have an early class tomorrow."
He looked at her with a seductive grin, "Is that the only reason?"
She smiled, blushing slightly, "Yes." Was all she said as she laid her head on his chest.
Eric stared at the ceiling, we was now wide awake. *Oh, God.* He thought to himself, *Now I'm not going to get any sleep.* He felt her lips on his chest, moving up over his neck, "Greta..." He trailed off, his voice deeper.
She kissed him deeply, then responded, "Yes?"
"Don't." He said looking deeply into her eyes.
She smiled mischievously, moving her hips slightly, "Why not?"
He groaned, "You are not playing fair, you already told me not now, and now you are teasing me."
She sighed, "Okay, okay. I was just having some fun."
He shook his head, as she moved to the side laying her head back on his shoulder. "You are so bad." He laughed slightly, "And everyone thinks you are so sweet and innocent."
She hit his shoulder again, "I am sweet and innocent... well... basically." They both laughed at the last word.
He turned towards her, "Yes you are. You are very sweet, and still very innocent, but also... so incredibly..." He winked at her, "Unbelievably sexy." She laughed at him and kissed him softly. "And the cute thing is, you think I'm kidding. And I'm not." He said and kissed her hard, then wrapped his arms around her. "Now, get some sleep." He said kissing her forehead.
She sighed, and settled closer to him. Greta closed her eyes, and soon she was fast asleep. Eric on the other hand was awake a little bit longer, his mind filled with images of the beautiful woman next to him. God he loved her, and with a smile he knew soon he would be able to show her again just how much.
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Chapter 89
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Greta knew that she was waiting for the weekend, and Eric knew as well. They didn't talk about it much, because as Eric said with a wink, they wanted to be 'spontaneous'. But in truth, they were sort of planning things, they wanted a weekend, so that they could have the whole time, alone together.
Eric almost laughed, thinking about it, the 'spontaneous' thing was almost a joke to him, because he knew they weren't being that way at all. Heck his refrigerator was completely stocked, his apartment was neat as could be, and he had set up candles in his bedroom... *You know, just in case I need candles.* He thought and laughed to himself. But he also knew Greta's apartment was basically the same way. Because as far as he knew, that was the only way they were being spontaneous, they didn't know which apartment they would be at.
Greta thought the same thing, but didn't say anything, because well... *I'm not going to let him win about the whole thing.* She grinned to herself as she put the bottle of wine in the refrigerator. It was already Thursday night, and tomorrow they did have plans for the penthouse grill, *Early plans.* She said with a smile, he was picking her up at 5:30 for dinner.
She had laughed when he had told her the time, and asked if he was in a hurry for anything? He pretended not to know what she was talking about. Which got him rewarded with a kiss. It was like they were two high school students or something, but... she was loving every second of it. Then a thought struck her, through the whole spontaneous thing, she forgot about one thing. She grabbed her purse and keys, and ran out of the loft.
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Eric walked around Salem place, checking off his mental check list of things he needed to be spontaneous. He knew that after dinner tomorrow, he was going to try and get her back to his apartment and not the loft, because he still believed that, that was where she belonged. But he had to admit, he was curious as to what she had ready at the loft. He smiled as he continued walking around, trying to think of anything that he might have forgotten.
He was so lost in thought that he almost ran right into Bo, "Whoah, hey, how are you?" He asked him.
Bo smiled at him, "I'm good, you look like you are a million miles away, a certain someone on your mind?"
Eric grinned, "Yep, when isn't she?" He admitted.
Bo nodded, "I know how that is. Actually I wanted to share some news with you." He said with a large smile, "I uhh, really need to thank you and Greta."
Eric looked at him, "You mean.."
"Well we had the DNA tests rushed, with John's help, and well, it turns out that I am the father." He said, pride and happiness flowing from him.
They gave each other one of those manly hugs, "That's great Bo, I'm so happy for you."
"Let's say everyone one, mostly Hope and I, are so unbelievably happy and relieved."
"I understand."
"Yet, Dimeria won't admit to trying to do anything to me in Paris, and Hope, well she just can't remember, but I think she feels bad about it. I try and remind her it's not her fault, and that she actually probably saved me."
"Yeah." Eric said, "Bo, that's wonderful news."
"Well it's thanks to you and Greta, I can't believe you remembered all that and pieced it together."
"Us either, actually." The two walked over to Java Cafe continuing their talk and grabbing a cup of coffee.
After awhile, Bo stood up, "Well, I need to get home, and see that son of mine." He said with a smile.
"Yeah, I need to finish up some shopping. Talk to you soon."
They left, and Eric started to walk back towards some of the other stores. He still wasn't sure what else he wanted to get, with a sigh, he took out his cell phone, ready to call Sami for some advise, but put it back in his coat when he saw Greta walking out of a store. "Greta..." He called out, and her head snapped up, and she smiled at him, putting the bag in her hand behind her.
He walked up to her, "Hey," she said and smiled, and leaned up and kissed him. He looked at the store behind her, then tried to reach the bag behind her, "So what did you buy?"
"Nothing," she said with a smile.
"Uh huh, then what's in the bag?" He asked teasing her.
"Nothing," she said again.
"So you bought an empty bag?" He grinned trying to reach for it again.
"Maybe." She said pulling away.
He pulled her back towards him, "It wouldn't have anything to do with a certain spontaneous thing, that we aren't supposed to know will more than likely happen tomorrow night, is it?" He asked with a seductive smile.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." She said with a large smile, and kissed him.
He looked back at the store she came from, *Women's clothing.* He looked at the size of the bag she was carrying, *Definitely not a dress for dinner.* Then his pupils dilated slightly as a new thought went through his head, and he spoke, his voice deeper, "Well, Greta..." He said and kissed her, "I can't wait to see whatever that 'nothing' is."
She shivered slightly at the look in his eyes, and the tone of his voice. He could always get to her so easily, and she also knew, he knew what was in the bag. She pushed herself closer to him, her eyes sparkling, "Are you sure you want to see the 'nothing' in the bag, or me in nothing?" Her voice slightly husky as she asked.
He closed his eyes, and swallowed hard, trying to remind himself that he was in public. He took at deep breath, "I said it before, and I'll say it again, you are so bad."
She smiled up at him, "And you love it."
He kissed her softly, "I love you."
She leaned up and kissed him, "And I love you, and sometime 'spontaneous' I'll show you how much."
His grin got bigger, "And when would that be?" He asked with a wink.
"Oh, I don't know." She said a large grin on her face, before she leaned back up for another kiss.
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Chapter 90
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Friday was there like a blink of an eye, and Greta was standing in her bedroom, wrapped in a towel, drying her hair. She looked over at the clock, *Two hours.* She had two hours left to get ready for tonight. She wasn't sure why, but she was nervous, she wanted everything to go perfectly. There was just one thing she didn't know, she wasn't sure what apartment she wanted to go back to after dinner. She knew that she would be more comfortable at the loft, yet their home was at Eric's apartment, as he kept trying to tell her. She sighed, "Well, we'll figure that out later," She said to no one as she flipped her head down, drying the hair underneath.
She finished drying her hair, and then started with lotion. She picked out a light scent, and started to apply it to her freshly shaven legs, then her knees, elbows, and other areas. Greta then went and picked up the bag that she had yesterday. She took out the contents, and smiled to her self, it wasn't anything spectacular, he saw her in something a lot more provocative for that one photo shoot a long time ago. But, still. She smiled as she put it on, and took a look in the mirror. She felt sort of silly, but knew that it also did look good on her. She then walked to her closet, and took out the dress she was going to wear. The silk was a beautiful deep wine, burgundy color. She laid it on the bed, and then got the matching shoes setting them next to it. She then pulled on her robe, and sat down to do her makeup and hair.
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Eric paced through his apartment. He looked at the clock, he still had a half hour before it was time for him to leave to go pick up Greta. He took another lap, making sure everything was set, he looked in the mirror. He took a deep breath, his mental check list going again. *Showered, shaved, dressed, cologne, money, flowers, reservations set, apartment clean, wine chilling, what am I forgetting?* He asked himself, "I'm forgetting to relax." He wasn't sure why he was so nervous, it wasn't like it was going to be the first time or anything, but... in a way it was. He sighed and took a deep breath, and looked around for something to do to waste some time. He found it, he moved his CD player into the bedroom, and decided on some nice CD's. "Okay, Eric, stop it." He said to himself, we was planning to much. He looked at the clock, and decided he would just see her a little early. And with that he was out of the apartment and in his Jeep in no time.
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Greta heard the knock at the door, and looked at the clock, he was early. She sighed, wrapping her robe around her more, and ran to the door. She looked through the peep hole, and unlocked the door. But talked through it, "Eric... you are early."
"Sorry, I couldn't wait any longer to see you."
She smiled, "The door is unlocked, give me a minute, then come in, okay?"
"Sure." He said with a smile. And then she ran up the stairs back to her bedroom. After a minute he opened the door and then shut it behind him. He went over to the kitchen and took out the vase he knew she had there, and filled it with water. He then took the flowers he brought and put them in the vase, and then sat it on the counter. He looked up when he heard the sound of heals on the stairs.
She slowly made her way down the steps in her long dress. He walked over to her, taking her hand and kissing it, "You look... amazing." He said pulling her to him, kissing her. His hands wrapping around her, the silk so soft to his fingers.
She smiled up at him after breaking from the kiss, "And you look.. very handsome." She said and smiled when she noticed the flowers on the counter, "And thank you," she walked over to them, smelling their scent, "They are beautiful."
"They don't compare to you." He said turning her back towards him, touching her cheek gently, and then lifting her chin to kiss her again.
She leaned in against him, and they stood their hugging one another for a minute, "Ready to go? We can probably get the table early at this time."
She smiled up at him, and shook her head, "Still eager?"
He grinned, "With you, always."
She laughed, grabbed his hand and led him out of the Loft.
Soon they were at the Grill and making their way out of the elevator. They didn't have to wait as the waiter took them to their table. They ordered some champaign, and then dinner. Eric reached across the table, taking her hand. "Would you like to dance?" He asked her, and she accepted. He led her out onto the dance floor as another song came on. Eric pulled her close, his arm around her, his other holding her other hand. She leaned in against his shoulder as they swayed to the music. They were silent, neither one able to really say anything, just feeling the emotions they shared. They both new that nothing new was going to happen tonight, yet it would also change their relationship completely. As the song ended both lingered together, until finally pulling apart and going back to the table.
Eric picked up his glass, "May the love and passion we share tonight be with us forever," he said holding out his glass. She smiled with a slight blush and nod, and clinked glasses with him. They both took a sip and smiled at one another. Soon their meals were brought to them and they began to relax and talk about different things. Eric told her about work, she told him about classes, they discussed Bo, Hope and baby Thomas. They both listened intently to one another, yet both were preoccupied with thoughts of later.
After dinner, they headed back on the dance floor, for another dance, letting the food settle. This time he twirled her around, and did a half dip, making her laugh. But she abruptly stopped laughing when he kissed her. When he pulled away her cheeks were slightly flushed, and he took another deep breath and then led her back to the table.
"So..." he said, "Do you want dessert?"
She smiled at him, "Yes... but not here." She said staring intently at him.
He immediately caught the eyes of the waiter, "Check" He said and soon they were back in the elevator. He pulled her to him, and kissed her, "So... where too?" He asked her.
"I'm not sure." She said honestly.
"Well... honestly, my place is... closer."
She smiled up at him, and nodded, "Then your place it is."
He was very happy she had agreed, maybe he could actually convince her to come back and live with him tonight. He pulled her right up against him, and kissed her deeply, and she didn't hold back, her arms wrapping around him deepening the kiss. The doors opened and they walked out, the Valet brought the Jeep up, and soon they were on their way back to the apartment.
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To Be Continued
WRITTEN BY: Heather Ferguson (fergus80)
EMAIL: hferguso@niu.edu
WEBSITE: http://eric_greta.tripod.com (from when Jensen was on days)
Rating: If you can watch DAYS, you can read this. If there is a rating change, a link to the chap. will be provided.
Disclaimer: Days of Our Lives and all of their characters are property of Corday Productions and NBC.
My Rant: Okay, I'm finally putting this up on FanFiction.net. Mostly to free up my website space. This was started way back in Oct. of 1999, and I haven't decided if it's finished yet or not. Reviews are always welcome!
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Chapter 86
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Greta gave Eric a strange look, "Oh that's right, I don't think you were in Salem until after Nicole was a model for Titan." Greta nodded. "Well when I met her, she was waiting tables at Java Cafe. And yes... I thought she was beautiful, and I introduced myself, and she basically didn't even respond." He laughed slightly, "Should have known then that she just wasn't a nice person, but I thought... well... not sure what I thought, I think I thought she was just shy or something."
He sighed, "Well anyway, after a lot of trying she finally started to talk to me, actually mostly after she found out that Sami was looking for a new model for the New Faces Campaign." He shook his head, "Anyways, I helped her get the job, I was of course the photographer." He looked at Greta, and smiled as she moved closer to him. "We started to talk, but she never really told me all that much. I thought she was shy, and sweet, nice, and a little mysterious. Anyway, we then got a shoot in California, were we ran into her ex-boyfriend, or whom she told me at the time was a cousin of hers. On the trip she warmed up to me enough and we started dating. When we got back to Salem, later on I found out the guy in California was her ex."
"How did you find that out?" Greta asked.
He laughed slightly, "Cause when I went to see her one night, I heard her screaming in her apartment, I broke my way in and found him trying to rape her. I pulled him off her, and he ran off, I got closer to her, and from her ripped clothes, found a tattoo of a heart on her with his name in it. Let's say I wasn't happy that she lied to me."
"Wow," was all she said.
"Yeah, we broke up for a little while after that. And should have stayed that way, but somehow she swayed me back. She poured on the sweetness and charm, and begged me to forgive her. I did, have no idea why though."
"Because you are a good guy." She said and kissed his cheek.
He smiled, "Well we started to date again, and Nicole was becoming a bigger model, and Lucas was around constantly. He was really getting to me, and I kept telling Nicole about him, and she wouldn't listen to me. I tried to get her to leave Titan and go somewhere else, but she wouldn't listen. Then it happened, that night I wished never would have happened."
"The night you proposed or found out she married Lucas?"
"Neither, the night... we first made love. At least that's what I thought it was. You know I should have known something was weird when the next morning she wanted to go to work separately, and didn't want anyone to know. Why not? It's not like we did anything wrong." He mentally berated himself, now that he was thinking about it all, there were so many signs warning him to stay away.
Greta didn't answer him, but she did wrap her leg up over his, moving him closer. He wasn't sure why she was moving closer to him, he was talking about Nicole after all, but he wasn't going to complain.
"Well time went on together, and I was happy, oblivious to anything that was wrong, only mad at Lucas for all the attention he was giving Nicole and for some reason didn't get that mad at her for not saying anything to him about it." He sighed again, "Not to much longer, even with the dismay of my family, especially my dad, I asked her to marry me. I went out, but a down payment on a little white house with a picket fence, brought her there for dinner and proposed. She actually never said the word yes, but all her movements indicated that she did, I put the ring on her finger. And then the next day she went to Chicago with Lucas, and for some reason left hr engagement ring at her apartment." He shook his head again, "I thought she had just forgot it, but the next time I saw her, she was walking into Will's custody hearing as Mrs. Lucas Roberts."
Greta could feel the pain in his voice, but now she wasn't worried about it, she knew it hurt him, but that it was all in the past. He continued, "I thought Lucas blackmailed her into marrying him, or something. I tried to talk to her, but it was no use. She wouldn't tell me anything, and not until after all this happened with us did I find out that Kate had paid her 5 million dollars to marry Lucas. Lucas had no idea."
Greta shook her head, "How could Kate do that to her own son?"
"Well she did it with Billie, she tried to do the same with Austin, she just goes way to far for her children, not seeing how they could get hurt." He looked down at her, "Well that's it, you know the rest."
"Okay, so what was it that you saw in Nicole that made you love her?"
He smiled, "Greta..."
"No, tell me."
He sighed, "What I saw in Nicole wasn't really there."
"Okay, then what did YOU see."
"I thought she had a good heart, that she was a nice person, I actually thought she was honest." He laughed again, "At first I thought she was innocent, but quickly learned otherwise. Other then that, I'm really not sure."
She smiled up at him, "Okay." Then she kissed him.
"Umm, Greta?"
"Yeah?"
"Not that I'm complaining or anything, but why are you so happy?"
"Because I know that you are truly over Nicole, and that you fell in love with her for the same reasons you fell in love with me. The only difference is... well, I am most of those things, at least I think I am."
He smiled at her, "You are those, and so much more." He leaned back in and kissed her, but this time, it wasn't short and sweet. The kiss lingered, and grew passionate. After awhile they broke apart for air. "Move back here with me." He asked again.
"No," she said smiling.
He grinned, "Then stay the night with me, like we used to, let me hold you in my arms tonight, let me know I still have you."
She smiled up at him, "Okay."
He kissed her again, and then moved in closer, she laid her head on his shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around her, after a short time, they fell asleep in each other's arms, where they should be, with smiles on their faces.
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Two and a half months went by in a whirl since Eric and Greta got back together. She still insisted that they live apart, much to Eric's dismay, but they barely spent a night apart. Much like when they were living together, they were sleeping together, but the key word is sleeping. Neither one of them brought up the question of when, how, or where they were going to make love again, neither was sure of how to bring it up. So instead, they tried to get their relationship back to where it was, before the whole Nicole problem.
Classes started up again for Greta, and back to school and fall photo shoots for Eric took up a lot of their time, but they still spent as much time together as they could. Greta was making some friends at College, which Eric encouraged. They had a couple group date nights, which Eric admitted where really nice, yet he still preferred spending time alone with her. She agreed.
Many interesting things were happening around Salem to the people they cared about. Lucas and Sami were actually working some things out. Now that the truth about Nicole's marriage was out, and that Lucas had nothing to do with it, things were a little different. They were far from friends, but mostly because Kate was now out of the picture, things were... lack of a better word, civil. They were enjoying joint custody of Will, and both knew that it was best, because Will was the happiest he had been in a long time.
But one of the the other interesting things happening, was the topic of their current conversation. Greta almost had to laugh, but some of their most serious conversations occurred with them... laying down. She was wearing a pair of his boxers and his T-shirt, and he was the same way. Facing one another, looking into each other's eyes, arms wrapped around each other, her leg wrapped over his hip. She tried not to laugh at that realization though, and tired to concentrate on what he was saying. "I still can't believe it though, I would go crazy, I don't know how Bo can take it."
She looked confused, and realized she hadn't heard the whole thing, "Take what?"
"Well not only that fact that Hope slept with John and Stephano while she thought she was Gina, but at least one other person. I mean, since the DNA test shows it's not John's or Stephano's kid, that means she slept with someone else too." He hugged her tighter, and Greta had to grin. She liked him being so possessive.
"I wonder who it could have been, I mean... my mother did have a lot of suitors."
"Well it's not like Bo and Hope can go back and test them all, I guess Thomas will never know who his real father is, but in a way, it may be easier on Bo and Hope that way too."
"Yeah, but maybe when can figure out who is the father, I mean, we were around her a little bit during that time."
"True. Well, it would have to be when she was in Europe, because she wasn't with anyone in Salem, and we ruled out the two in that Submarine." Eric sighed, *A sub in Hawaii, completely unreal.*
"Okay, who was she around in Europe?"
"Well, when Bo found her not to many people, but who knows about before."
"Okay, well we can't think about before, but what about after."
"Well, Bo called Doug and Julie about a week after he found her, and they were with her most of the time. She danced with a lot of people at the Ball, but I think that happened after the baby was conceived."
"So it was sometime between her in Hawaii and Doug and Julie showing up. We also know that Stephano was with her a lot during that time, but we know he isn't the father."
"Yeah, he was trying to get her to steal that other painting, so anytime she wasn't with Bo.."
"She was with Stephano." They looked at each other, and then Greta thought of something, "Remember when you called Bo that one time at the Chateau and he wasn't himself?"
"Yeah, and..." Eric was thinking along the same lines, "Remember he said he wasn't feeling well and that he had a lot of lost time."
"And Hope was working with Stephano at that time." She said her eyes opening at facts were falling in place.
"And Stephano probably didn't want Bo there, around to mess up his plan. But he couldn't really get rid of him."
"Stephano was probably trying to brainwash him like he did Hope and John."
Eric agreed, "Makes perfect sense, but it obviously didn't work. Stephano wouldn't give up like that."
"Unless Hope wouldn't let him continue with it, maybe all the stuff that Bo, Doug, and Julie were doing where bringing the real Hope back out."
They looked at each other and smiled, "I wonder if at some point in that lost time..." She left it hanging.
"Yeah, Bo says he knows they hadn't made love in a long time, but who says he remembers?"
Eric turned over and looked at the clock, it was only 10:12, he then looked back at Greta, and she reached over and picked up the phone on the night stand next to her. She dialed the number and waited.
{{Hello?}}
"Hi Bo, it's Greta."
{{Hi Greta, how are you?}}
She smiled, "I'm fine, sorry to call so late, but uhh... Eric and I were talking about..." She didn't know how to say there were talking about them, but knew she had too. "About the whole DNA thing, and we kinda pieced together a possible puzzle."
{{Oh kay, I have no idea what you are getting at.}}
"Well I hate to do this over the phone, but it's late and I.. we wanted to let you know what we were thinking right away."
{{Greta, just tell me.}}
"Well, remember in Europe, you were not feeling to well, and had a lot of lost time?"
{{Yeah.}}
"Well, Eric and I also called you one time, and when you answered the phone you sounded really strange, and weren't yourself at all. We think that... maybe during that time... Stephano was trying to brainwash you."
{{What?}}
"It makes sense, he wanted to keep you out of the way, but since Hope was becoming more herself, she must have stopped him."
{{Okay, that would explain the lost time, but what does that have to do with the DNA?}}
"Well... you said that you and Hope didn't make love, at least not in the time span that would have gotten her pregnant, but what if you just don't remember?" There was a long pause on the other end of the phone, a very long pause. Greta worried the phone had went dead, "Bo?"
{{Yeah Greta, I'm here...}}
"You okay?"
{{You know... that is a very good question.}}
"I don't want to get your hopes up to far, but I mean, it's worth a try to find out, it is a possibility."
{{Greta, thank you, thank you so much, I'll let you know how the test turns out, I've got to go.}}
"Okay, talk to you soon." They said their good byes and Greta hung up the phone and turned back to Eric, she snuggled back up to him.
"Well?" He asked.
"He's going to get the tests done, he sounded happy, I just hope we didn't get his hopes up and then it's not true."
"Yeah me too, but hey, he does need to know for sure if he is the father or not."
"Yeah, true." She leaned in and kissed him.
"So... since it's still early, now what?" He asked with a smile.
She laughed, and then wrapped her leg back around him, "Well we possibly solved one mystery tonight, why don't we try another?"
"And what is that?"
"The mystery of why neither one of us has talked about us making love again."
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Eric almost choked, "What?" He asked surprised.
She smiled up at him, "Neither one of us has brought it up since we got back together, and I want to know why."
"Are you saying you want to make love?" He asked her, shock still in his voice.
She pulled away slightly from him, "Are you saying you don't want too?"
"No, not at all. But... now?" He asked looking at her strangely, part of him confused the other part hoping her answer was yes.
"No, not now." She said shaking her head, "But, I would like to understand why we haven't even thought of it, well, talked about it."
Eric took a deep breath, "I was waiting for you to mention it, I wanted to make sure you were ready."
"I was waiting for you." She said softly, with a grin.
They both laughed, and he spoke, "Okay, well now that we know, that we both want too." He grinned at her, and pulled her closer. "I guess it's just a question of when and where." Greta laughed and shook her head. "What?"
"You want to plan this all out?"
"Isn't that what you were talking about? Like taking a weekend, and going somewhere special?"
She reached up with her hand, and lightly touched his cheek, "No plans, we'll just let it happen, if that's okay."
He looked at her questioning, "But why?"
She smiled at him, "Less can go wrong if we are spontaneous." He laughed, she was right. "I planned on Colorado, and we did," She smiled remembering, "But not under that great of circumstances. I planned Green Mountain, and... we never even got there."
He smiled, "Well, we could try and let ME plan something."
She playfully hit him on the shoulder, "No, who knows what will go wrong then."
"Hey!" He said and they both laughed. Then he looked at her more serious, "Well then, how do we know when to be spontaneous?"
She rolled her eyes, and shook her head, "We'll just know."
He smiled at her, moving closer, "What about being spontaneous now?" He asked, only partially kidding.
She hit his shoulder again, "Funny."
"I try, but seriously, how will we, or I for that matter know?"
"Remember that agreement we had a long time ago..." he looked confused, "The one where we finally agreed that we would only stop when the other told us too."
He smiled, "Yes."
"Then something like that. Think you can handle that?"
"Oh, I think I can manage." He said and kissed her, his hand in the back of her hair, his other around her. He leaned back and pulled her on top of him.
She giggled into the kiss, and broke away, "And no, not tonight, I have an early class tomorrow."
He looked at her with a seductive grin, "Is that the only reason?"
She smiled, blushing slightly, "Yes." Was all she said as she laid her head on his chest.
Eric stared at the ceiling, we was now wide awake. *Oh, God.* He thought to himself, *Now I'm not going to get any sleep.* He felt her lips on his chest, moving up over his neck, "Greta..." He trailed off, his voice deeper.
She kissed him deeply, then responded, "Yes?"
"Don't." He said looking deeply into her eyes.
She smiled mischievously, moving her hips slightly, "Why not?"
He groaned, "You are not playing fair, you already told me not now, and now you are teasing me."
She sighed, "Okay, okay. I was just having some fun."
He shook his head, as she moved to the side laying her head back on his shoulder. "You are so bad." He laughed slightly, "And everyone thinks you are so sweet and innocent."
She hit his shoulder again, "I am sweet and innocent... well... basically." They both laughed at the last word.
He turned towards her, "Yes you are. You are very sweet, and still very innocent, but also... so incredibly..." He winked at her, "Unbelievably sexy." She laughed at him and kissed him softly. "And the cute thing is, you think I'm kidding. And I'm not." He said and kissed her hard, then wrapped his arms around her. "Now, get some sleep." He said kissing her forehead.
She sighed, and settled closer to him. Greta closed her eyes, and soon she was fast asleep. Eric on the other hand was awake a little bit longer, his mind filled with images of the beautiful woman next to him. God he loved her, and with a smile he knew soon he would be able to show her again just how much.
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Greta knew that she was waiting for the weekend, and Eric knew as well. They didn't talk about it much, because as Eric said with a wink, they wanted to be 'spontaneous'. But in truth, they were sort of planning things, they wanted a weekend, so that they could have the whole time, alone together.
Eric almost laughed, thinking about it, the 'spontaneous' thing was almost a joke to him, because he knew they weren't being that way at all. Heck his refrigerator was completely stocked, his apartment was neat as could be, and he had set up candles in his bedroom... *You know, just in case I need candles.* He thought and laughed to himself. But he also knew Greta's apartment was basically the same way. Because as far as he knew, that was the only way they were being spontaneous, they didn't know which apartment they would be at.
Greta thought the same thing, but didn't say anything, because well... *I'm not going to let him win about the whole thing.* She grinned to herself as she put the bottle of wine in the refrigerator. It was already Thursday night, and tomorrow they did have plans for the penthouse grill, *Early plans.* She said with a smile, he was picking her up at 5:30 for dinner.
She had laughed when he had told her the time, and asked if he was in a hurry for anything? He pretended not to know what she was talking about. Which got him rewarded with a kiss. It was like they were two high school students or something, but... she was loving every second of it. Then a thought struck her, through the whole spontaneous thing, she forgot about one thing. She grabbed her purse and keys, and ran out of the loft.
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Eric walked around Salem place, checking off his mental check list of things he needed to be spontaneous. He knew that after dinner tomorrow, he was going to try and get her back to his apartment and not the loft, because he still believed that, that was where she belonged. But he had to admit, he was curious as to what she had ready at the loft. He smiled as he continued walking around, trying to think of anything that he might have forgotten.
He was so lost in thought that he almost ran right into Bo, "Whoah, hey, how are you?" He asked him.
Bo smiled at him, "I'm good, you look like you are a million miles away, a certain someone on your mind?"
Eric grinned, "Yep, when isn't she?" He admitted.
Bo nodded, "I know how that is. Actually I wanted to share some news with you." He said with a large smile, "I uhh, really need to thank you and Greta."
Eric looked at him, "You mean.."
"Well we had the DNA tests rushed, with John's help, and well, it turns out that I am the father." He said, pride and happiness flowing from him.
They gave each other one of those manly hugs, "That's great Bo, I'm so happy for you."
"Let's say everyone one, mostly Hope and I, are so unbelievably happy and relieved."
"I understand."
"Yet, Dimeria won't admit to trying to do anything to me in Paris, and Hope, well she just can't remember, but I think she feels bad about it. I try and remind her it's not her fault, and that she actually probably saved me."
"Yeah." Eric said, "Bo, that's wonderful news."
"Well it's thanks to you and Greta, I can't believe you remembered all that and pieced it together."
"Us either, actually." The two walked over to Java Cafe continuing their talk and grabbing a cup of coffee.
After awhile, Bo stood up, "Well, I need to get home, and see that son of mine." He said with a smile.
"Yeah, I need to finish up some shopping. Talk to you soon."
They left, and Eric started to walk back towards some of the other stores. He still wasn't sure what else he wanted to get, with a sigh, he took out his cell phone, ready to call Sami for some advise, but put it back in his coat when he saw Greta walking out of a store. "Greta..." He called out, and her head snapped up, and she smiled at him, putting the bag in her hand behind her.
He walked up to her, "Hey," she said and smiled, and leaned up and kissed him. He looked at the store behind her, then tried to reach the bag behind her, "So what did you buy?"
"Nothing," she said with a smile.
"Uh huh, then what's in the bag?" He asked teasing her.
"Nothing," she said again.
"So you bought an empty bag?" He grinned trying to reach for it again.
"Maybe." She said pulling away.
He pulled her back towards him, "It wouldn't have anything to do with a certain spontaneous thing, that we aren't supposed to know will more than likely happen tomorrow night, is it?" He asked with a seductive smile.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." She said with a large smile, and kissed him.
He looked back at the store she came from, *Women's clothing.* He looked at the size of the bag she was carrying, *Definitely not a dress for dinner.* Then his pupils dilated slightly as a new thought went through his head, and he spoke, his voice deeper, "Well, Greta..." He said and kissed her, "I can't wait to see whatever that 'nothing' is."
She shivered slightly at the look in his eyes, and the tone of his voice. He could always get to her so easily, and she also knew, he knew what was in the bag. She pushed herself closer to him, her eyes sparkling, "Are you sure you want to see the 'nothing' in the bag, or me in nothing?" Her voice slightly husky as she asked.
He closed his eyes, and swallowed hard, trying to remind himself that he was in public. He took at deep breath, "I said it before, and I'll say it again, you are so bad."
She smiled up at him, "And you love it."
He kissed her softly, "I love you."
She leaned up and kissed him, "And I love you, and sometime 'spontaneous' I'll show you how much."
His grin got bigger, "And when would that be?" He asked with a wink.
"Oh, I don't know." She said a large grin on her face, before she leaned back up for another kiss.
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Friday was there like a blink of an eye, and Greta was standing in her bedroom, wrapped in a towel, drying her hair. She looked over at the clock, *Two hours.* She had two hours left to get ready for tonight. She wasn't sure why, but she was nervous, she wanted everything to go perfectly. There was just one thing she didn't know, she wasn't sure what apartment she wanted to go back to after dinner. She knew that she would be more comfortable at the loft, yet their home was at Eric's apartment, as he kept trying to tell her. She sighed, "Well, we'll figure that out later," She said to no one as she flipped her head down, drying the hair underneath.
She finished drying her hair, and then started with lotion. She picked out a light scent, and started to apply it to her freshly shaven legs, then her knees, elbows, and other areas. Greta then went and picked up the bag that she had yesterday. She took out the contents, and smiled to her self, it wasn't anything spectacular, he saw her in something a lot more provocative for that one photo shoot a long time ago. But, still. She smiled as she put it on, and took a look in the mirror. She felt sort of silly, but knew that it also did look good on her. She then walked to her closet, and took out the dress she was going to wear. The silk was a beautiful deep wine, burgundy color. She laid it on the bed, and then got the matching shoes setting them next to it. She then pulled on her robe, and sat down to do her makeup and hair.
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Eric paced through his apartment. He looked at the clock, he still had a half hour before it was time for him to leave to go pick up Greta. He took another lap, making sure everything was set, he looked in the mirror. He took a deep breath, his mental check list going again. *Showered, shaved, dressed, cologne, money, flowers, reservations set, apartment clean, wine chilling, what am I forgetting?* He asked himself, "I'm forgetting to relax." He wasn't sure why he was so nervous, it wasn't like it was going to be the first time or anything, but... in a way it was. He sighed and took a deep breath, and looked around for something to do to waste some time. He found it, he moved his CD player into the bedroom, and decided on some nice CD's. "Okay, Eric, stop it." He said to himself, we was planning to much. He looked at the clock, and decided he would just see her a little early. And with that he was out of the apartment and in his Jeep in no time.
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Greta heard the knock at the door, and looked at the clock, he was early. She sighed, wrapping her robe around her more, and ran to the door. She looked through the peep hole, and unlocked the door. But talked through it, "Eric... you are early."
"Sorry, I couldn't wait any longer to see you."
She smiled, "The door is unlocked, give me a minute, then come in, okay?"
"Sure." He said with a smile. And then she ran up the stairs back to her bedroom. After a minute he opened the door and then shut it behind him. He went over to the kitchen and took out the vase he knew she had there, and filled it with water. He then took the flowers he brought and put them in the vase, and then sat it on the counter. He looked up when he heard the sound of heals on the stairs.
She slowly made her way down the steps in her long dress. He walked over to her, taking her hand and kissing it, "You look... amazing." He said pulling her to him, kissing her. His hands wrapping around her, the silk so soft to his fingers.
She smiled up at him after breaking from the kiss, "And you look.. very handsome." She said and smiled when she noticed the flowers on the counter, "And thank you," she walked over to them, smelling their scent, "They are beautiful."
"They don't compare to you." He said turning her back towards him, touching her cheek gently, and then lifting her chin to kiss her again.
She leaned in against him, and they stood their hugging one another for a minute, "Ready to go? We can probably get the table early at this time."
She smiled up at him, and shook her head, "Still eager?"
He grinned, "With you, always."
She laughed, grabbed his hand and led him out of the Loft.
Soon they were at the Grill and making their way out of the elevator. They didn't have to wait as the waiter took them to their table. They ordered some champaign, and then dinner. Eric reached across the table, taking her hand. "Would you like to dance?" He asked her, and she accepted. He led her out onto the dance floor as another song came on. Eric pulled her close, his arm around her, his other holding her other hand. She leaned in against his shoulder as they swayed to the music. They were silent, neither one able to really say anything, just feeling the emotions they shared. They both new that nothing new was going to happen tonight, yet it would also change their relationship completely. As the song ended both lingered together, until finally pulling apart and going back to the table.
Eric picked up his glass, "May the love and passion we share tonight be with us forever," he said holding out his glass. She smiled with a slight blush and nod, and clinked glasses with him. They both took a sip and smiled at one another. Soon their meals were brought to them and they began to relax and talk about different things. Eric told her about work, she told him about classes, they discussed Bo, Hope and baby Thomas. They both listened intently to one another, yet both were preoccupied with thoughts of later.
After dinner, they headed back on the dance floor, for another dance, letting the food settle. This time he twirled her around, and did a half dip, making her laugh. But she abruptly stopped laughing when he kissed her. When he pulled away her cheeks were slightly flushed, and he took another deep breath and then led her back to the table.
"So..." he said, "Do you want dessert?"
She smiled at him, "Yes... but not here." She said staring intently at him.
He immediately caught the eyes of the waiter, "Check" He said and soon they were back in the elevator. He pulled her to him, and kissed her, "So... where too?" He asked her.
"I'm not sure." She said honestly.
"Well... honestly, my place is... closer."
She smiled up at him, and nodded, "Then your place it is."
He was very happy she had agreed, maybe he could actually convince her to come back and live with him tonight. He pulled her right up against him, and kissed her deeply, and she didn't hold back, her arms wrapping around him deepening the kiss. The doors opened and they walked out, the Valet brought the Jeep up, and soon they were on their way back to the apartment.
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To Be Continued