TITLE: DAYS Fairy Tale: Eric & Greta: Chapters 91-95
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 91
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Eric opened the door to the apartment, and then pulled Greta in, shutting the door behind him. She walked into the middle of the living room. "So... now what?" She asked with a smile.
He knew she was kidding, that she was teasing, but he was through teasing. He walked over to her, lightly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him, his other hand coming to the back of her head, and he pulled her in for a kiss. His lips persistent, his tongue requesting entrance, and once her mouth opened he tasted her, pulling her closer to him.
She was lost, he had surprised her by moving so quickly, she had expected some word play before all this, but she wasn't complaining. She could already hear her blood pound in her head, her breathing becoming faster, her body warmer. Heck as far as she was concerned the whole week had been a form of foreplay in one way or another. Her arms went around him, one hand going up in his hair, the other sliding under his suit jacket to his back.
He broke away slightly, staring deeply into her eyes, "Greta..."
"Yes?" She asked breathlessly.
He closed his eyes, "Tell me... tell me now if you want this, because if you don't...." He trailed off.
She smiled up at him, "I want this," She said her eyes sparkling, "I want you."
He closed his eyes, thanking every god he knew of, because he wasn't sure that if after this week he could wait much longer. He opened her eyes and brought her lips back up to his once more, their mouths moving, tongues tasting, hands roaming over one another.
Greta moved her hands up to his shoulders, and slid this coat off and threw it to the couch. Her hands not staying idle they went between them, and started at his tie. She fumbled with it. He pulled away enough to undo the tie and threw it at the coat. She kicked off her heals, and his shoes soon followed. Her hands moved to the buttons of his shirt, and slowly his shirt came undone. Her hands went up and slid it off him as well.
His hands went to the zipper of her dress, and he slowly slid it down her back, as he leaned in kissing her hard. Her hands moving to his belt, and soon it landed with the rest of the clothes on the couch. His hands slowly moved back up to her shoulders, he moved back to watch as his hand moved the one side off her shoulder. He leaned in, leaving kisses in the place where the dress was, making her moan lightly.
He grinned at her sounds, then continued kissing her shoulder, and smelling the mix of light perfume and her in her skin. He then moved over to the other side doing the same thing, he then stood back, as his hands moved and shoved the fabric completely off her shoulders. The dress fell from her and pooled at her feel. His eyes took her in, and he swallowed hard. She stood before him in a deep burgundy half camisole and lace panties.
She caught his reaction, and smiled, reached for him, her fingers hooking in his belt loops bringing him closer to her. Her fingers unbuttoning the button and then she unzipped them, she shoved them down his legs, and he kicked them off and out of the way, then pulled her back to him. He leaned in kissing her, and then leaving a trail of kisses down her neck. She moved her head aside for him to continue, as her hands moved up and under his T-shirt to feel the warm skin of his back.
He pulled away enough, and took off the shirt, and then pulled her back to him, allowing her hands free reign over his skin, and allowing him to feel the soft silk of her camisole and her warm skin. Her hands moved over him, as she kissed his check, and neck.
Eric brought his hand back up to the back of her head and pulled her in for another passionate kiss. He then pulled away slightly, only to pick her up in his arms. She smiled at him, her hand on his check, "I want you too," She said answering his actions and then she kissed him. Eric then walked back to his bedroom with her in his arms.....
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... Greta slowly traced a random pattern with her fingers over Eric's chest as she listened to his heart beat. Her one leg laying over his waist, her head on his shoulder. His fingers were doing the same on her bare back as he held her to him. She looked up at him, and smiled.
He smiled back at her, "Are you as tired as I am?" He asked then kissed the top of her head, taking the time to smell the scent of her shampoo. She smiled and nodded, he turned and looked at the clock, "Whoah."
"What time is it?" She asked him.
"Would you believe it's 3 am?"
Her eyes went wide, "You're kidding, right?" She asked in shock.
"Nope, I'm not kidding." He pulled her up to him then he turned on his side, wrapping his arms around her from behind. She settled into his arms, with a contented sigh. "Didn't we get back to the apartment around 7?" He asked her.
"Yeah we did, that was..." She did the quick math, "Eight hours ago."
He laughed, "I think we made up for lost time."
She giggled, and turned around in his arms, "I think so, and just think... we have all weekend."
He saw the mischievous grin on her face, laughed, and then said, "You're gonna kill me."
She laughed wrapping her arms around him, "But what a way to go." She said and then kissed him. She then broke away only to yawn.
"I think we need some sleep." He said kissing her lightly.
She wrapped her leg around his hip and pushed herself closer to him, "Are you sure, not ready for what... the fifth round? Or would it be the sixth?"
Eric let out a hearty laugh, "I hope to God you are kidding, or I am a dead man. And I have honestly know idea on the 'round'." He said with a slight laugh.
"I'm kidding," She yawned again, "I'm exhausted." She gave him a soft kiss and curled up in his arms, "Good night." She said laying her head down.
"Greta?"
"Yeah?" She answered sleepily.
"Was everything, spontaneous enough for you?" He asked, and there was no trace of teasing in his voice.
She looked up at him, her hand coming out to lightly touch his cheek. "Eric, I couldn't have dreamed of a better night."
He smiled, "I love you."
She smiled too, "And I love you." He leaned down and gave her another kiss, lingering slightly.
He broke away to settle his head down on the pillow, they said their good nights, and soon the renewed lovers were asleep in each others arms.
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Chapter 92
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Greta woke slowly, and smiled, Eric's arm was wrapped around her middle, and she could fell his even breathing behind her, his breath on her neck. She pulled his arms tighter around her, and moved back against him, and then her smile widened with a sparkle in her eyes. She remembered then why she liked the morning so much, she turned over in his arms, and wrapped a leg around his waist bringing him closer to her, and she leaned up and kissed him. Eric's mouth moved against hers, with a slight moan coming from his mouth. She deepened the kiss, her tongue sneaking into his mouth. His eyes opened in shock, but then it faded, as his arms came around her, pulling her closer. Their movements became more frantic, and soon their bodies joined together once again.
Afterwards Eric was laying on his side, head leaning on his arm, his other hand lightly traveling over her, making her giggle slightly, and she tried and pull the sheet up to cover herself, and him pulling it away again. "Well, that was one wonderful way to wake up," he said with a large smile, and sparkle in his eye.
"Yes it was," she said and then laughed again, and tried to stop him from tickling her sides. He hand came up, and grabbed her own pillow, and playfully hit him in the chest with it.
"Why you..." He said taking his and hitting her with it. In no time it was an all out pillow fight, but a naked one. Greta ran out of the room, with Eric right on her heels. He chased her around the couch, through the kitchen, back into the bedroom, then back out, and finally cornered her in the bathroom. "I've got you now," he said, the gleam in his eyes. He reached out for her, pulling her to him, and then tickled her like crazy, making her laugh hysterically.
Tears were starting to form in her eyes, "Uncle, Uncle!" She screamed between laughter. He pulled her to him, and kissed her nose lightly, making her roll her eyes, as she tried to get her breath back. Then both started laughing again.
Eric then had an idea, and reached over and turned on the shower, "Shower?" He asked her.
"Sounds wonderful," She said, and soon they were both under the spray of the warm water.
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Time moved on, and after a little while Greta agreed and moved back in with Eric. All of her old stuff went back into her old room, the only thing was that she barely ever spent the night in her own bed, and when she did, Eric was with her. They were both happy, extremely happy. Greta was doing well in her classes, making friends, especially those in her study group. Jenny was a journalism major, very sweet, shy, a lot like Greta herself, only a few years younger, blonde, and shorter. Daniel was a communications major, very talkative and smart. He was a tall, brown haired guy with a swimmers build. Trisha was a human relations major, whom is a black, cute, medium height, spunky, and outspoken girl with her friends, but very shy with everyone else. The three were taking General Writing and American History together.
They were studying midterms together, and Eric kidded with her that they were seeing more of her than he was and that they were living together. Greta had rolled her eyes at that comment, and then 'made it up to him.'
Soon midterms were over, and Greta had more time. Eric came home from work to company. Greta, Jenny, and Trisha were all sitting on the couch big bowls of popcorn in their laps, watching some moving with tissues in their hands. "Whoah, I walked into a fog of estrogen." He said with a smile, and came around the back of the couch, kissing Greta on the top of her head.
"Oh be quiet, we're watching 'Beaches', and it just ended." She said and then blew her nose.
Eric just laughed, "So have you guys ate dinner yet?" He asked, looking in the fridge.
"Nope." They all said in unison and he laughed shaking his head. He remembered growing up with Carrie in the house, and her with her girlfriends. He was glad that Greta was making good friends, and they all seemed really nice.
"Well, how about we order some pizza and watch a funny movie?"
Greta stood up, and ran over to him, kissing him, "Sounds good to me, how about you guys?" She asked them.
"Oh yeah, Cheese and Veggies." Jenny said pulling her legs up onto the couch.
"No, Double cheese and sausage," Trisha chimed in.
"Well, I want pepperoni and mushroom," Greta said batting her eyes at Eric, who just laughed and shook his head.
"Okay, we'll get two large's, half each what people want." He said walking over to the phone and dialing. "You guys pick out a funny movie."
The girls went over to the video cabinet, and tried to pick something out. They decided on "Robin Hood: Men in Tights" and popped it in the VCR and waited for the pizza. Eric came over and sat down next to Greta, wrapping his arms around her, as they started the movie.
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Chapter 93
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Eric smiled as he watched Greta, asleep next to him. He reached out and lightly brushed some hair away from her face, making her move, and snuggle in closer to him. He looked at the clock, and hid his face in her neck, wrapping his arms around her. The feelings running through him, were the same as they had been for a long time now, complete love. He never thought he could ever be this happy, and he wanted it to last forever. His smile grew wider as he realized, how he was going to accomplish that.
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Greta read the sheet of paper in front of her, and then looked up at the person across from her, "It's really good, you should do well on that paper." She smiled at Daniel, "Don't worry, you have a lot of talent."
He sighed, "Well thanks, but the first two papers weren't so good, so I have to do really well on these next two. I'm not like you, you just have a great knack at writing."
"I don't have a knack." Greta said, stirring her coffee.
"Oh, okay, miss 4.0 on the last two papers."
Greta laughed, "I just like to write I guess."
"Well maybe that is what you should major in then, you are good at it, and like doing it."
Greta thought for a minute, "Maybe, but what could I do with that?"
"What could you do? It's not like you have to worry about money or anything, write a novel. Or there is journalism, there are several newspapers in Salem."
She grinned, "I'll think about it. But we aren't here to talk about my career choice, we have to proof read our papers, where is Jenny and Trisha by the way?"
Daniel looked around, "Not sure, they should have been here awhile...."
He didn't finish that sentence, when the two girls ran up. "Sorry, we were held up in traffic."
The four then got down to work, editing each other's papers.
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Eric walked around Salem Place, a large smile on his face, as he talked on his cell phone. "So, everything is set?" He asked, he nodded in agreement to the person on the phone, and then turned off the phone, putting it in his pocket. He took a deep breath, *Now hopefully she doesn't have any plans this weekend.* He walked towards Java Cafe, and then stopped, his smile getting wider. Greta was sitting there with her study group, *No, now they are her friends.* He was happy for her, and himself, he was actually becoming good friends with them as well. He then walked over to the group, he motioned to Jenny to be quiet once she saw him. He snuck up behind Greta, and then wrapped his arms around her, making her squeal, and struggle until she saw his face.
"Why you little..." She looked at him angry, until he kissed her, making the girls laugh.
"So... whatcha doing?" He asked them.
She gave a miffed sound, turning back to the table. "Proof reading our papers."
"Going to be late?"
She smiled, "No, not too late. I'll be home in time for dinner." She said with a grin.
"Oh, so I can make it huh?"
"Well..."
He laughed, "No problem, I'll see you there." He kissed the top of her head, and then went back to the apartment.
Jenny, Trisha, and Daniel all looked at each other, smiled, and then all sighed. "Awhhhhh."
Greta gave them all a dirty look, "Funny!" They all laughed, and then got back to work.
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Eric wrapped his arms around Greta, and she smiled up at him. She sighed happily, "Tell me it's always going to be like this."
He smiled and settled his head down next to hers, "Even better."
She grinned, closing her eyes, with a slight yawn.
"Greta?"
"Yeah?"
"You aren't going to be busy tomorrow or this weekend are you?"
"No, the paper will be turned in tomorrow, I don't have anything for about a week. Why?"
"Oh, nothing, just don't make any plans."
Greta turned over on her side to look at him. "Eric... why?" She asked her mouth turning into a smile.
"Not saying, just don't."
She sighed, knowing he wasn't going to tell her, "Okay, fine." She laid her head down on his chest, and soon found herself asleep.
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Friday's classes went unbelievably slow for Greta, because she was impatient in wanting to know what Eric had planned. She was thinking of tons of things, but she was thinking he might have had plans for Green Mountain. She smiled at that thought, *That would be wonderful.*
She hurried back to the apartment, and then inside. She looked at the clock, and sighed, *I should have known, I have to wait till he gets off work.* She sat on the couch in a huff, and then tried to decided if she should pack something, but then decided better of it. She didn't want to get her hopes up to much.
But she whirled around when she heard footsteps behind her. "Eric?"
"Hello. Surprised?"
She jumped up and ran over and kissed him, "Aren't you supposed to be at work?"
"I got out early. Are you ready for the weekend?"
"Yes! What do you have planned?"
"Not telling you. Stay here." He then went back into the bedroom, and returned with two suitcases, making her smile. "Hope you don't mind that I packed for you."
"Not at all, where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."
She sighed, got her coat and purse and then followed him out of the apartment and to his Jeep. He opened her door, and then put the suitcases in the back. He then got in, and turned towards her, bringing out a piece of fabric. "Now I can't let you see where we are going."
"Eric..."
"Please."
She sighed, "Okay." He wrapped it around her eyes, and made sure that she could not see out.
"Now you will have to wear it for a little while." He told her as he started the engine and pulled out onto the road.
"Eric..."
"Greta please, it's important to me that it's a surprise."
She couldn't say no at the sound of his voice, "Okay."
She hated not seeing where they were going, but they talked all the way, to where ever it was they were going. Awhile later, she could feel him park the Jeep, telling her not to take off the blindfold yet, and then got out. She knew he was getting the bags, and then was gone for a few minutes. Then he was back opening the door. He helped her out, and then walk across some pavement, then he helped her up some stairs. "Where are we?" She asked him as he helped her walk and then sit down. She felt him sit down next to her, then felt his hands at the back of her head, untying the fabric.
Greta blinked a few times, letting her eyes adjust to the light again, "We're on my father's jet." She said in almost shock.
Eric grinned, he liked how she was now calling John, father if not dad. "Yes we are."
"Where are we flying to?"
"That's another surprise."
She playfully hit his shoulder, and then leaned back against him, and soon the plane was up in the air. Eric leaned down and kissed her, and she returned it. His hands pulling her closer as he leaned back on the couch, pulling her with him. He pulled away slightly to look at her, "Greta..."
"Yes?" She asked him smiling.
"Did you ever think about joining the mile high club?" He asked, his mouth curling into a suggestive smile.
She playfully hit his shoulder again, and then stared back at him, "Maybe." Then she leaned back down kissing him once again. Not to much longer, there were two more members added to that very club.
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Chapter 94
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Eric, lightly ran his hand over Greta's check, causing her to wake up slowly. "Hello sleeping beauty."
She blushed slightly, "Hi."
"We are about to land."
She smiled, "Where?"
"Look out the window."
Greta sat up, and looked out the window of the plane for a minute, trying to figure out where they were, and then she gasped. "Oh my God, Paris."
He smiled at her, sitting up as well. "Yeah, Paris." She turned to him with a huge smile, and wrapped her arms around him, and then kissed him. They then got ready for landing, and soon were on the runway. It took awhile to get off the plane and get their bags, and then they were in a taxi. "Hotel de Crillon, s'il vous plaît." Eric told the driver, and Greta smiled, he remembered that it was her favorite hotel in Paris.
"Okay, so why are we here?" She asked him as the driver took them to the hotel.
"Can't I want to spend a romantic weekend with my girlfriend in one of the most romantic cities in the world?"
She smiled, "I suppose so." She leaned up and kissed him, and soon they were at the hotel. Eric paid the cab, and the bellhop took their bags. They checked in and led up to their room. The guy opened the door for them and set their bags inside the room. Eric tipped him, and he left the two alone. Greta walked wide eyed into the room. "Eric? This room must have cost you a fortune." She said as she walked around looking at the couch, fireplace, small kitchen, and then moved over to the bedroom opening the doors, finding a huge king sized bed. "Isn't this like the honeymoon suite?"
"Well sorta, but that's not the name they used."
"Eric, I don't need all this, I just need you." She said walking back over to him, and wrapping her arms around him.
"I know, but I wanted to, we haven't been away just the two of us in a long time, and I wanted to spoil you a little."
She smiled up at him. "I love you."
"I love you too. Now how about we get settled in, get some sleep, and then do some good site seeing tomorrow?"
"Sounds wonderful." They unpacked, raided the snack bar for a late night snack, and then finding the energy, they made love in the nice big bed.
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The next day they went to a little french cafe for breakfast, then went site seeing, and souvenir shopping. They went to art galleries, museums, and got their picture taken in front of the Eiffel Tower. They headed back to the hotel in the late afternoon, to set down their shopping bags, and get ready for dinner. Eric had made dinner plans, and Greta knew it had to be a nice place, because he had packed one of her nicest dresses for her.
Greta took a shower, dried her hair, and started to do her makeup and hair. Eric was out in the main room, he was talking on the phone, and doing other things, which Greta had no idea about.
Eric straightened his shirt in the mirror, and then turned towards the bedroom door, "Greta? Are you almost ready? Cause if not I an call and tell.." He was cut off by the doors opening. "Oh, wow." He walked over to her, looking her up and down. She was wearing a long black, slip dress, it fit her beautifully. He hair was down, but curled slightly, pulled away from her neck and face. "You look amazing." He said, and leaned in and kissed her.
"Thank you, and you look fantastic." She said smoothing out his tux coat.
He smiled at her, "Well, are you ready to go?" He asked her.
"Yes." He got her black wrap, and put it around her shoulders, and then led her out of the room and the hotel. A limo was waiting for them, and took them to the restaurant. "Eric? Why are you doing all this?"
"I told you I wanted to spoil you, and myself actually."
She smiled at him, and laid her head on his shoulder, as they rode to the restaurant.
The driver pulled up, then got out, to open their door. Greta shook her head, as she got out of the limo, Eric got out behind her, and placed his hands on her shoulders from behind. "Ready?" He said, walking up, and taking her hand.
"Eric, how did you get reservations here? This place is almost impossible, and incredibly expensive."
"And from what I hear, the best french food in all of Paris."
She looked at him in shock, "Not sure if I can take many more surprises tonight." He smiled at her, and led her into the restaurant, and the hostess took them right to their table. A bottle of champaign already waiting for them. A waiter came right over, and poured them each a glass, gave them their menu's and then left them to each other. Eric picked up his glass, and Greta followed in suit.
"May our life together be brighter than all the lights in Paris, our love survive longer than the pyramids in Egypt, our time together run further than the Great Wall in China, and our happiness be as expansive as the universe itself."
Greta tried to hold back the wetness in her eyes from his words, and clinked glasses with his and took a sip of the champaign. She spoke, "I couldn't say it any better." He reached out for her hand, and rubbed his thumb across the back of her hand. They then looked at their menu's and when they were ready, motioned for the waiter to take their orders.
They had a long, leisurely dinner, and dessert. Then Eric escorted her out of the restaurant, "Greta leaned against him, his one arm around her as they walked out. "That was wonderful."
"Yes it was, and the night's not over yet."
"What? What else is there?" She asked, and saw him point. She looked to the road and saw a horse and buggy in front of them. "Oh my." He helped her into the buggy, and soon they were on their way. "Where are we going now?" She asked, a huge smile on her face.
He smiled, he loved the sparkle in her eyes. "Well... one place, that is absolutely gorgeous, and romantic at night." He said as he pointed up ahead.
Greta looked, and smiled, as the horses took them towards the Eiffel Tower.
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Soon the two lovers where at the Eiffel Tower, Eric helped her out of the buggy, and then they walked over to the line for the elevator.
"Unfortunately, I can't do anything about the line." He said smiling at her.
She laughed, "It's okay Eric, this night has been absolutely amazing." She reached up and kissed him, and then laid her head on his chest, as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Are you cold? Do you want my suit coat?"
"No, I'm fine, just keep your arms around me."
"That I can do." He said and kissed the top of her head.
Luckily it didn't take to long, and they were on the elevator to the top of the Eiffel Tower. Soon they were walking around the lookout area, Greta walked over to the edge, and leaned against the rail, looking out over the city. Eric came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her. "I've always loved the view up here." She said leaning back against him, so unbelievably happy.
"I love you."
Greta smiled and turned around in his arms, "I love you too."
Eric's face turned much more determined and emotional in front of her, as he continued to speak. "Greta, you have made me more happy then I ever dreamed possible. I can't imagine a day without you in my life."
"I feel the same way."
He smiled at her, his courage becoming greater at her smile. He reached into his coat pocket, and held onto her left hand, and then slowly got down on one knee. Greta gasped as she realized what he was about to do, tears already starting to form in her eyes.
"You are the love of my life, please make me the happiest man in the world. Greta, will you marry me?"
Tears were streaming down her cheeks at his words, then he slowly opened the little black velvet box, revealing a round cut, diamond ring. She was to shocked for words, her lips quivering slightly, her legs shaking. People were standing around them watching, all waiting for her answer, just like Eric was. Eric was starting to get worried, and spoke quietly, "Greta?"
"Yes, yes!" She finally got out, "Yes, Eric I'll marry you!" Eric smiled, took the ring from the box, and gently placed it on her finger. He then stood up, and she threw herself into his arms, his mouth finding hers for a passionate kiss. A cheer went up from the crowd and people started clapping, but the two didn't hear them, as they continued their kiss. The two slowly broke apart, and Eric softly wiped the tears from her cheeks. She was just so happy, more fell as he wiped.
"Well, I hope they are happy tears."
"Yes, so happy. So surprised."
He smiled, "Hopefully not to surprised. I hope you thought I would ask at some point."
She smiled, "I hoped, but, I had no idea. I should have known something was up with all this." She said motioning around her.
His grin widened, "Well, sometimes I will go all out for no reason."
"Not no reason." He looked at her questioning, and she answered, "Well, love is a wonderful reason."
"Yes it is, the best reason." He leaned back in and kissed her again. They stayed on the tower, looking out for awhile longer, and then took the horse and buggy back to the hotel.
Eric opened the door for her, and escorted her in, then took off her wrap, laying it on the couch. He walked over and turned on the radio. Beautiful, classical music started playing, and he held out his hand. "Would you like to dance?"
"I'd love too." She said taking his hand, and he pulled her close to him. She laid her head next to his shoulder, and he rested his cheek on the top of her head as they began to sway to the music.
Eric slowly brought her left hand up to his mouth, kissing her finger with the new ring on it. Greta looked up and smiled at him. His lips traveled up her hand to her wrist, her eyes watching his movements. He slowly moved up her arm to her shoulder, as their bodies kept swaying to the music. He got to her neck, and she tilted her head to the side, encouraging him to continue. Her hands slowly moved to the back of his neck, pulled him in to her mouth, kissing him deeply. Then they traveled down to his coat, and slipped it from his shoulders. Her fingers losing no time, she started unbuttoning his shirt. She got it open, and her hands ventured inside to touch his warm skin, as her lips moved back up to his.
He pulled away and smiled at her, then he picked her up in his arms, and walked back to the bedroom...
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The black satin sheets were twisted around the two of them. Eric leaned his head on his hand, as he laid on his side, next to Greta. She laid her head on his chest, and giggled as she tried to stretch out. "I think we are stuck in the sheets."
He laughed, "Yeah, we are pretty tightly rolled in them."
She stretched out her arms, one going under the bed. "Yeah, cause the floor isn't exactly that comfortable."
He grinned, "Well you didn't complain when we rolled off the bed."
She laughed, and kissed him lightly. "No, I didn't." They smiled at each other, and then she held her hand up to look at her finger again.
"Like that?" He asked, reaching out for her hand to look at it as well.
"I love it." She smiled again, "Wait, what time is it in Salem?"
"Wayyy to early to call. Besides, everyone probably already knows."
"What? How? Did you call them?"
He kissed her lightly on the nose, she looked so cute. "Well, since I asked John for the jet, he kinda wanted to know why...." Greta's eyes widened. "And, I wanted to ask his permission anyway." He looked down at her, and then pulled her closer. "No, Greta, don't... don't cry."
"You asked him for permission to marry me?" He nodded yes. Another tear ran down her check, "That's so incredibly..."
"Old fashioned?"
"Sweet."
He smiled, and leaned in to kiss her one more time. A while later, they untangled themselves from the sheets, and made it back to the bed to get some sleep. They woke up early to take the jet back to Salem, and start their future together, and tell anyone who might not have heard already.
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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 91
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Eric opened the door to the apartment, and then pulled Greta in, shutting the door behind him. She walked into the middle of the living room. "So... now what?" She asked with a smile.
He knew she was kidding, that she was teasing, but he was through teasing. He walked over to her, lightly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him, his other hand coming to the back of her head, and he pulled her in for a kiss. His lips persistent, his tongue requesting entrance, and once her mouth opened he tasted her, pulling her closer to him.
She was lost, he had surprised her by moving so quickly, she had expected some word play before all this, but she wasn't complaining. She could already hear her blood pound in her head, her breathing becoming faster, her body warmer. Heck as far as she was concerned the whole week had been a form of foreplay in one way or another. Her arms went around him, one hand going up in his hair, the other sliding under his suit jacket to his back.
He broke away slightly, staring deeply into her eyes, "Greta..."
"Yes?" She asked breathlessly.
He closed his eyes, "Tell me... tell me now if you want this, because if you don't...." He trailed off.
She smiled up at him, "I want this," She said her eyes sparkling, "I want you."
He closed his eyes, thanking every god he knew of, because he wasn't sure that if after this week he could wait much longer. He opened her eyes and brought her lips back up to his once more, their mouths moving, tongues tasting, hands roaming over one another.
Greta moved her hands up to his shoulders, and slid this coat off and threw it to the couch. Her hands not staying idle they went between them, and started at his tie. She fumbled with it. He pulled away enough to undo the tie and threw it at the coat. She kicked off her heals, and his shoes soon followed. Her hands moved to the buttons of his shirt, and slowly his shirt came undone. Her hands went up and slid it off him as well.
His hands went to the zipper of her dress, and he slowly slid it down her back, as he leaned in kissing her hard. Her hands moving to his belt, and soon it landed with the rest of the clothes on the couch. His hands slowly moved back up to her shoulders, he moved back to watch as his hand moved the one side off her shoulder. He leaned in, leaving kisses in the place where the dress was, making her moan lightly.
He grinned at her sounds, then continued kissing her shoulder, and smelling the mix of light perfume and her in her skin. He then moved over to the other side doing the same thing, he then stood back, as his hands moved and shoved the fabric completely off her shoulders. The dress fell from her and pooled at her feel. His eyes took her in, and he swallowed hard. She stood before him in a deep burgundy half camisole and lace panties.
She caught his reaction, and smiled, reached for him, her fingers hooking in his belt loops bringing him closer to her. Her fingers unbuttoning the button and then she unzipped them, she shoved them down his legs, and he kicked them off and out of the way, then pulled her back to him. He leaned in kissing her, and then leaving a trail of kisses down her neck. She moved her head aside for him to continue, as her hands moved up and under his T-shirt to feel the warm skin of his back.
He pulled away enough, and took off the shirt, and then pulled her back to him, allowing her hands free reign over his skin, and allowing him to feel the soft silk of her camisole and her warm skin. Her hands moved over him, as she kissed his check, and neck.
Eric brought his hand back up to the back of her head and pulled her in for another passionate kiss. He then pulled away slightly, only to pick her up in his arms. She smiled at him, her hand on his check, "I want you too," She said answering his actions and then she kissed him. Eric then walked back to his bedroom with her in his arms.....
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... Greta slowly traced a random pattern with her fingers over Eric's chest as she listened to his heart beat. Her one leg laying over his waist, her head on his shoulder. His fingers were doing the same on her bare back as he held her to him. She looked up at him, and smiled.
He smiled back at her, "Are you as tired as I am?" He asked then kissed the top of her head, taking the time to smell the scent of her shampoo. She smiled and nodded, he turned and looked at the clock, "Whoah."
"What time is it?" She asked him.
"Would you believe it's 3 am?"
Her eyes went wide, "You're kidding, right?" She asked in shock.
"Nope, I'm not kidding." He pulled her up to him then he turned on his side, wrapping his arms around her from behind. She settled into his arms, with a contented sigh. "Didn't we get back to the apartment around 7?" He asked her.
"Yeah we did, that was..." She did the quick math, "Eight hours ago."
He laughed, "I think we made up for lost time."
She giggled, and turned around in his arms, "I think so, and just think... we have all weekend."
He saw the mischievous grin on her face, laughed, and then said, "You're gonna kill me."
She laughed wrapping her arms around him, "But what a way to go." She said and then kissed him. She then broke away only to yawn.
"I think we need some sleep." He said kissing her lightly.
She wrapped her leg around his hip and pushed herself closer to him, "Are you sure, not ready for what... the fifth round? Or would it be the sixth?"
Eric let out a hearty laugh, "I hope to God you are kidding, or I am a dead man. And I have honestly know idea on the 'round'." He said with a slight laugh.
"I'm kidding," She yawned again, "I'm exhausted." She gave him a soft kiss and curled up in his arms, "Good night." She said laying her head down.
"Greta?"
"Yeah?" She answered sleepily.
"Was everything, spontaneous enough for you?" He asked, and there was no trace of teasing in his voice.
She looked up at him, her hand coming out to lightly touch his cheek. "Eric, I couldn't have dreamed of a better night."
He smiled, "I love you."
She smiled too, "And I love you." He leaned down and gave her another kiss, lingering slightly.
He broke away to settle his head down on the pillow, they said their good nights, and soon the renewed lovers were asleep in each others arms.
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Greta woke slowly, and smiled, Eric's arm was wrapped around her middle, and she could fell his even breathing behind her, his breath on her neck. She pulled his arms tighter around her, and moved back against him, and then her smile widened with a sparkle in her eyes. She remembered then why she liked the morning so much, she turned over in his arms, and wrapped a leg around his waist bringing him closer to her, and she leaned up and kissed him. Eric's mouth moved against hers, with a slight moan coming from his mouth. She deepened the kiss, her tongue sneaking into his mouth. His eyes opened in shock, but then it faded, as his arms came around her, pulling her closer. Their movements became more frantic, and soon their bodies joined together once again.
Afterwards Eric was laying on his side, head leaning on his arm, his other hand lightly traveling over her, making her giggle slightly, and she tried and pull the sheet up to cover herself, and him pulling it away again. "Well, that was one wonderful way to wake up," he said with a large smile, and sparkle in his eye.
"Yes it was," she said and then laughed again, and tried to stop him from tickling her sides. He hand came up, and grabbed her own pillow, and playfully hit him in the chest with it.
"Why you..." He said taking his and hitting her with it. In no time it was an all out pillow fight, but a naked one. Greta ran out of the room, with Eric right on her heels. He chased her around the couch, through the kitchen, back into the bedroom, then back out, and finally cornered her in the bathroom. "I've got you now," he said, the gleam in his eyes. He reached out for her, pulling her to him, and then tickled her like crazy, making her laugh hysterically.
Tears were starting to form in her eyes, "Uncle, Uncle!" She screamed between laughter. He pulled her to him, and kissed her nose lightly, making her roll her eyes, as she tried to get her breath back. Then both started laughing again.
Eric then had an idea, and reached over and turned on the shower, "Shower?" He asked her.
"Sounds wonderful," She said, and soon they were both under the spray of the warm water.
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Time moved on, and after a little while Greta agreed and moved back in with Eric. All of her old stuff went back into her old room, the only thing was that she barely ever spent the night in her own bed, and when she did, Eric was with her. They were both happy, extremely happy. Greta was doing well in her classes, making friends, especially those in her study group. Jenny was a journalism major, very sweet, shy, a lot like Greta herself, only a few years younger, blonde, and shorter. Daniel was a communications major, very talkative and smart. He was a tall, brown haired guy with a swimmers build. Trisha was a human relations major, whom is a black, cute, medium height, spunky, and outspoken girl with her friends, but very shy with everyone else. The three were taking General Writing and American History together.
They were studying midterms together, and Eric kidded with her that they were seeing more of her than he was and that they were living together. Greta had rolled her eyes at that comment, and then 'made it up to him.'
Soon midterms were over, and Greta had more time. Eric came home from work to company. Greta, Jenny, and Trisha were all sitting on the couch big bowls of popcorn in their laps, watching some moving with tissues in their hands. "Whoah, I walked into a fog of estrogen." He said with a smile, and came around the back of the couch, kissing Greta on the top of her head.
"Oh be quiet, we're watching 'Beaches', and it just ended." She said and then blew her nose.
Eric just laughed, "So have you guys ate dinner yet?" He asked, looking in the fridge.
"Nope." They all said in unison and he laughed shaking his head. He remembered growing up with Carrie in the house, and her with her girlfriends. He was glad that Greta was making good friends, and they all seemed really nice.
"Well, how about we order some pizza and watch a funny movie?"
Greta stood up, and ran over to him, kissing him, "Sounds good to me, how about you guys?" She asked them.
"Oh yeah, Cheese and Veggies." Jenny said pulling her legs up onto the couch.
"No, Double cheese and sausage," Trisha chimed in.
"Well, I want pepperoni and mushroom," Greta said batting her eyes at Eric, who just laughed and shook his head.
"Okay, we'll get two large's, half each what people want." He said walking over to the phone and dialing. "You guys pick out a funny movie."
The girls went over to the video cabinet, and tried to pick something out. They decided on "Robin Hood: Men in Tights" and popped it in the VCR and waited for the pizza. Eric came over and sat down next to Greta, wrapping his arms around her, as they started the movie.
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Eric smiled as he watched Greta, asleep next to him. He reached out and lightly brushed some hair away from her face, making her move, and snuggle in closer to him. He looked at the clock, and hid his face in her neck, wrapping his arms around her. The feelings running through him, were the same as they had been for a long time now, complete love. He never thought he could ever be this happy, and he wanted it to last forever. His smile grew wider as he realized, how he was going to accomplish that.
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Greta read the sheet of paper in front of her, and then looked up at the person across from her, "It's really good, you should do well on that paper." She smiled at Daniel, "Don't worry, you have a lot of talent."
He sighed, "Well thanks, but the first two papers weren't so good, so I have to do really well on these next two. I'm not like you, you just have a great knack at writing."
"I don't have a knack." Greta said, stirring her coffee.
"Oh, okay, miss 4.0 on the last two papers."
Greta laughed, "I just like to write I guess."
"Well maybe that is what you should major in then, you are good at it, and like doing it."
Greta thought for a minute, "Maybe, but what could I do with that?"
"What could you do? It's not like you have to worry about money or anything, write a novel. Or there is journalism, there are several newspapers in Salem."
She grinned, "I'll think about it. But we aren't here to talk about my career choice, we have to proof read our papers, where is Jenny and Trisha by the way?"
Daniel looked around, "Not sure, they should have been here awhile...."
He didn't finish that sentence, when the two girls ran up. "Sorry, we were held up in traffic."
The four then got down to work, editing each other's papers.
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Eric walked around Salem Place, a large smile on his face, as he talked on his cell phone. "So, everything is set?" He asked, he nodded in agreement to the person on the phone, and then turned off the phone, putting it in his pocket. He took a deep breath, *Now hopefully she doesn't have any plans this weekend.* He walked towards Java Cafe, and then stopped, his smile getting wider. Greta was sitting there with her study group, *No, now they are her friends.* He was happy for her, and himself, he was actually becoming good friends with them as well. He then walked over to the group, he motioned to Jenny to be quiet once she saw him. He snuck up behind Greta, and then wrapped his arms around her, making her squeal, and struggle until she saw his face.
"Why you little..." She looked at him angry, until he kissed her, making the girls laugh.
"So... whatcha doing?" He asked them.
She gave a miffed sound, turning back to the table. "Proof reading our papers."
"Going to be late?"
She smiled, "No, not too late. I'll be home in time for dinner." She said with a grin.
"Oh, so I can make it huh?"
"Well..."
He laughed, "No problem, I'll see you there." He kissed the top of her head, and then went back to the apartment.
Jenny, Trisha, and Daniel all looked at each other, smiled, and then all sighed. "Awhhhhh."
Greta gave them all a dirty look, "Funny!" They all laughed, and then got back to work.
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Eric wrapped his arms around Greta, and she smiled up at him. She sighed happily, "Tell me it's always going to be like this."
He smiled and settled his head down next to hers, "Even better."
She grinned, closing her eyes, with a slight yawn.
"Greta?"
"Yeah?"
"You aren't going to be busy tomorrow or this weekend are you?"
"No, the paper will be turned in tomorrow, I don't have anything for about a week. Why?"
"Oh, nothing, just don't make any plans."
Greta turned over on her side to look at him. "Eric... why?" She asked her mouth turning into a smile.
"Not saying, just don't."
She sighed, knowing he wasn't going to tell her, "Okay, fine." She laid her head down on his chest, and soon found herself asleep.
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Friday's classes went unbelievably slow for Greta, because she was impatient in wanting to know what Eric had planned. She was thinking of tons of things, but she was thinking he might have had plans for Green Mountain. She smiled at that thought, *That would be wonderful.*
She hurried back to the apartment, and then inside. She looked at the clock, and sighed, *I should have known, I have to wait till he gets off work.* She sat on the couch in a huff, and then tried to decided if she should pack something, but then decided better of it. She didn't want to get her hopes up to much.
But she whirled around when she heard footsteps behind her. "Eric?"
"Hello. Surprised?"
She jumped up and ran over and kissed him, "Aren't you supposed to be at work?"
"I got out early. Are you ready for the weekend?"
"Yes! What do you have planned?"
"Not telling you. Stay here." He then went back into the bedroom, and returned with two suitcases, making her smile. "Hope you don't mind that I packed for you."
"Not at all, where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."
She sighed, got her coat and purse and then followed him out of the apartment and to his Jeep. He opened her door, and then put the suitcases in the back. He then got in, and turned towards her, bringing out a piece of fabric. "Now I can't let you see where we are going."
"Eric..."
"Please."
She sighed, "Okay." He wrapped it around her eyes, and made sure that she could not see out.
"Now you will have to wear it for a little while." He told her as he started the engine and pulled out onto the road.
"Eric..."
"Greta please, it's important to me that it's a surprise."
She couldn't say no at the sound of his voice, "Okay."
She hated not seeing where they were going, but they talked all the way, to where ever it was they were going. Awhile later, she could feel him park the Jeep, telling her not to take off the blindfold yet, and then got out. She knew he was getting the bags, and then was gone for a few minutes. Then he was back opening the door. He helped her out, and then walk across some pavement, then he helped her up some stairs. "Where are we?" She asked him as he helped her walk and then sit down. She felt him sit down next to her, then felt his hands at the back of her head, untying the fabric.
Greta blinked a few times, letting her eyes adjust to the light again, "We're on my father's jet." She said in almost shock.
Eric grinned, he liked how she was now calling John, father if not dad. "Yes we are."
"Where are we flying to?"
"That's another surprise."
She playfully hit his shoulder, and then leaned back against him, and soon the plane was up in the air. Eric leaned down and kissed her, and she returned it. His hands pulling her closer as he leaned back on the couch, pulling her with him. He pulled away slightly to look at her, "Greta..."
"Yes?" She asked him smiling.
"Did you ever think about joining the mile high club?" He asked, his mouth curling into a suggestive smile.
She playfully hit his shoulder again, and then stared back at him, "Maybe." Then she leaned back down kissing him once again. Not to much longer, there were two more members added to that very club.
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Eric, lightly ran his hand over Greta's check, causing her to wake up slowly. "Hello sleeping beauty."
She blushed slightly, "Hi."
"We are about to land."
She smiled, "Where?"
"Look out the window."
Greta sat up, and looked out the window of the plane for a minute, trying to figure out where they were, and then she gasped. "Oh my God, Paris."
He smiled at her, sitting up as well. "Yeah, Paris." She turned to him with a huge smile, and wrapped her arms around him, and then kissed him. They then got ready for landing, and soon were on the runway. It took awhile to get off the plane and get their bags, and then they were in a taxi. "Hotel de Crillon, s'il vous plaît." Eric told the driver, and Greta smiled, he remembered that it was her favorite hotel in Paris.
"Okay, so why are we here?" She asked him as the driver took them to the hotel.
"Can't I want to spend a romantic weekend with my girlfriend in one of the most romantic cities in the world?"
She smiled, "I suppose so." She leaned up and kissed him, and soon they were at the hotel. Eric paid the cab, and the bellhop took their bags. They checked in and led up to their room. The guy opened the door for them and set their bags inside the room. Eric tipped him, and he left the two alone. Greta walked wide eyed into the room. "Eric? This room must have cost you a fortune." She said as she walked around looking at the couch, fireplace, small kitchen, and then moved over to the bedroom opening the doors, finding a huge king sized bed. "Isn't this like the honeymoon suite?"
"Well sorta, but that's not the name they used."
"Eric, I don't need all this, I just need you." She said walking back over to him, and wrapping her arms around him.
"I know, but I wanted to, we haven't been away just the two of us in a long time, and I wanted to spoil you a little."
She smiled up at him. "I love you."
"I love you too. Now how about we get settled in, get some sleep, and then do some good site seeing tomorrow?"
"Sounds wonderful." They unpacked, raided the snack bar for a late night snack, and then finding the energy, they made love in the nice big bed.
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The next day they went to a little french cafe for breakfast, then went site seeing, and souvenir shopping. They went to art galleries, museums, and got their picture taken in front of the Eiffel Tower. They headed back to the hotel in the late afternoon, to set down their shopping bags, and get ready for dinner. Eric had made dinner plans, and Greta knew it had to be a nice place, because he had packed one of her nicest dresses for her.
Greta took a shower, dried her hair, and started to do her makeup and hair. Eric was out in the main room, he was talking on the phone, and doing other things, which Greta had no idea about.
Eric straightened his shirt in the mirror, and then turned towards the bedroom door, "Greta? Are you almost ready? Cause if not I an call and tell.." He was cut off by the doors opening. "Oh, wow." He walked over to her, looking her up and down. She was wearing a long black, slip dress, it fit her beautifully. He hair was down, but curled slightly, pulled away from her neck and face. "You look amazing." He said, and leaned in and kissed her.
"Thank you, and you look fantastic." She said smoothing out his tux coat.
He smiled at her, "Well, are you ready to go?" He asked her.
"Yes." He got her black wrap, and put it around her shoulders, and then led her out of the room and the hotel. A limo was waiting for them, and took them to the restaurant. "Eric? Why are you doing all this?"
"I told you I wanted to spoil you, and myself actually."
She smiled at him, and laid her head on his shoulder, as they rode to the restaurant.
The driver pulled up, then got out, to open their door. Greta shook her head, as she got out of the limo, Eric got out behind her, and placed his hands on her shoulders from behind. "Ready?" He said, walking up, and taking her hand.
"Eric, how did you get reservations here? This place is almost impossible, and incredibly expensive."
"And from what I hear, the best french food in all of Paris."
She looked at him in shock, "Not sure if I can take many more surprises tonight." He smiled at her, and led her into the restaurant, and the hostess took them right to their table. A bottle of champaign already waiting for them. A waiter came right over, and poured them each a glass, gave them their menu's and then left them to each other. Eric picked up his glass, and Greta followed in suit.
"May our life together be brighter than all the lights in Paris, our love survive longer than the pyramids in Egypt, our time together run further than the Great Wall in China, and our happiness be as expansive as the universe itself."
Greta tried to hold back the wetness in her eyes from his words, and clinked glasses with his and took a sip of the champaign. She spoke, "I couldn't say it any better." He reached out for her hand, and rubbed his thumb across the back of her hand. They then looked at their menu's and when they were ready, motioned for the waiter to take their orders.
They had a long, leisurely dinner, and dessert. Then Eric escorted her out of the restaurant, "Greta leaned against him, his one arm around her as they walked out. "That was wonderful."
"Yes it was, and the night's not over yet."
"What? What else is there?" She asked, and saw him point. She looked to the road and saw a horse and buggy in front of them. "Oh my." He helped her into the buggy, and soon they were on their way. "Where are we going now?" She asked, a huge smile on her face.
He smiled, he loved the sparkle in her eyes. "Well... one place, that is absolutely gorgeous, and romantic at night." He said as he pointed up ahead.
Greta looked, and smiled, as the horses took them towards the Eiffel Tower.
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Soon the two lovers where at the Eiffel Tower, Eric helped her out of the buggy, and then they walked over to the line for the elevator.
"Unfortunately, I can't do anything about the line." He said smiling at her.
She laughed, "It's okay Eric, this night has been absolutely amazing." She reached up and kissed him, and then laid her head on his chest, as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Are you cold? Do you want my suit coat?"
"No, I'm fine, just keep your arms around me."
"That I can do." He said and kissed the top of her head.
Luckily it didn't take to long, and they were on the elevator to the top of the Eiffel Tower. Soon they were walking around the lookout area, Greta walked over to the edge, and leaned against the rail, looking out over the city. Eric came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her. "I've always loved the view up here." She said leaning back against him, so unbelievably happy.
"I love you."
Greta smiled and turned around in his arms, "I love you too."
Eric's face turned much more determined and emotional in front of her, as he continued to speak. "Greta, you have made me more happy then I ever dreamed possible. I can't imagine a day without you in my life."
"I feel the same way."
He smiled at her, his courage becoming greater at her smile. He reached into his coat pocket, and held onto her left hand, and then slowly got down on one knee. Greta gasped as she realized what he was about to do, tears already starting to form in her eyes.
"You are the love of my life, please make me the happiest man in the world. Greta, will you marry me?"
Tears were streaming down her cheeks at his words, then he slowly opened the little black velvet box, revealing a round cut, diamond ring. She was to shocked for words, her lips quivering slightly, her legs shaking. People were standing around them watching, all waiting for her answer, just like Eric was. Eric was starting to get worried, and spoke quietly, "Greta?"
"Yes, yes!" She finally got out, "Yes, Eric I'll marry you!" Eric smiled, took the ring from the box, and gently placed it on her finger. He then stood up, and she threw herself into his arms, his mouth finding hers for a passionate kiss. A cheer went up from the crowd and people started clapping, but the two didn't hear them, as they continued their kiss. The two slowly broke apart, and Eric softly wiped the tears from her cheeks. She was just so happy, more fell as he wiped.
"Well, I hope they are happy tears."
"Yes, so happy. So surprised."
He smiled, "Hopefully not to surprised. I hope you thought I would ask at some point."
She smiled, "I hoped, but, I had no idea. I should have known something was up with all this." She said motioning around her.
His grin widened, "Well, sometimes I will go all out for no reason."
"Not no reason." He looked at her questioning, and she answered, "Well, love is a wonderful reason."
"Yes it is, the best reason." He leaned back in and kissed her again. They stayed on the tower, looking out for awhile longer, and then took the horse and buggy back to the hotel.
Eric opened the door for her, and escorted her in, then took off her wrap, laying it on the couch. He walked over and turned on the radio. Beautiful, classical music started playing, and he held out his hand. "Would you like to dance?"
"I'd love too." She said taking his hand, and he pulled her close to him. She laid her head next to his shoulder, and he rested his cheek on the top of her head as they began to sway to the music.
Eric slowly brought her left hand up to his mouth, kissing her finger with the new ring on it. Greta looked up and smiled at him. His lips traveled up her hand to her wrist, her eyes watching his movements. He slowly moved up her arm to her shoulder, as their bodies kept swaying to the music. He got to her neck, and she tilted her head to the side, encouraging him to continue. Her hands slowly moved to the back of his neck, pulled him in to her mouth, kissing him deeply. Then they traveled down to his coat, and slipped it from his shoulders. Her fingers losing no time, she started unbuttoning his shirt. She got it open, and her hands ventured inside to touch his warm skin, as her lips moved back up to his.
He pulled away and smiled at her, then he picked her up in his arms, and walked back to the bedroom...
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The black satin sheets were twisted around the two of them. Eric leaned his head on his hand, as he laid on his side, next to Greta. She laid her head on his chest, and giggled as she tried to stretch out. "I think we are stuck in the sheets."
He laughed, "Yeah, we are pretty tightly rolled in them."
She stretched out her arms, one going under the bed. "Yeah, cause the floor isn't exactly that comfortable."
He grinned, "Well you didn't complain when we rolled off the bed."
She laughed, and kissed him lightly. "No, I didn't." They smiled at each other, and then she held her hand up to look at her finger again.
"Like that?" He asked, reaching out for her hand to look at it as well.
"I love it." She smiled again, "Wait, what time is it in Salem?"
"Wayyy to early to call. Besides, everyone probably already knows."
"What? How? Did you call them?"
He kissed her lightly on the nose, she looked so cute. "Well, since I asked John for the jet, he kinda wanted to know why...." Greta's eyes widened. "And, I wanted to ask his permission anyway." He looked down at her, and then pulled her closer. "No, Greta, don't... don't cry."
"You asked him for permission to marry me?" He nodded yes. Another tear ran down her check, "That's so incredibly..."
"Old fashioned?"
"Sweet."
He smiled, and leaned in to kiss her one more time. A while later, they untangled themselves from the sheets, and made it back to the bed to get some sleep. They woke up early to take the jet back to Salem, and start their future together, and tell anyone who might not have heard already.
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To Be Continued