Chapter 2
Satine awoke to a train whistle. They were there, away from everything. Away from Harold Zidler, away from the Duke and away from the Moulin Rouge. Exactly what Satine wanted.
"Darling, we're here." Christian said as she was sitting up. Satine looked out the window, and put her hand on the glass. "Is something that matter?" Christian asked putting a hand on her shoulder. Satine turned her head, so Christian saw a profile view.
"Everything is wonderful darling. It couldn't be more perfect." She said turning all the way around. Christian leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips, then stood up getting their bags from the top compartment of the train. Satine also stood up brushing herself off. She was wearing a light blue dress with lace on the sleeves, and over all the fabric. Christian looked over at her.
"You're beautiful." He said. She just smiled. "Let's go." He said helping her off the train. Christian looked up and saw his brother Daniel, waiting for them with a car. Christian waved, and Daniel came running over to help with the luggage. "Danny, this is Satine." Christian turned to Satine, "Satine, this is my baby brother Danny."
"Pleased to meet you." Satine said. Daniel took her hand.
"The pleasure is all mine." Daniel said kissing her hand. Christian stopped Daniel mid kiss.
"Alright Danny, that's enough." Christian said. Satine just giggled.
"I've got the car, it's over there." Daniel said jerking his head in the direction. When Christian saw the car, he and Satine started walking over to it. Daniel was behind carrying all the bags. Satine turned her head around, and back to Christian.
"Christian?" Satine asked.
"Yes dear?" He said.
"Shouldn't you help your brother with the bags?" She said.
"Alright." Christian said turning around and grabbing two of them. They reached the car, and Christian and Daniel put the bags in the trunk. Christian opened the door for Satine, and got in the back with her. Daniel started driving, and in 15 minutes they were at a lovely little white cottage.
"It's so quaint and darling." Satine said looking out the window at the house.
"Well, its home." Daniel said.
"We'll come back for the bags, but first, I want you to come in and meet my parents." Christian said. He and Satine walked along the walkway and into the front door. His father was sitting in a chair, and his mother was in the kitchen.
"Father." Christian said as his father looked up over his newspaper. He took the pipe out of his mouth.
"It's good to see you again boy." His father said shaking his hand. Christian stepped aside revealing Satine.
"Father, this is Satine." Christian said. His father gave a small chuckle.
"Christian, how did you ever end up with a woman this beautiful?" His father said. He reached out and kissed Satine's hand. His mother came running out of the kitchen.
"Christian, it's so good to see you son." His mother said planting kisses all over his face.
"Mum… mum…" Christian said trying to get her to stop kissing him. Finally he pulled her off him. "Mum, this is Satine." Christian said.
"Oh my. You are quite stunning dear. Come in and make yourself comfortable." His mother said. "I'm going to take Satine upstairs so she can freshen up." His mother said addressing the room. She then turned to Satine and started talking to her while they were walking up the stairs. "Now you can call my Victoria. And his fathers name is Charles. I'm assuming you already know Daniel. He's really very sweet. Now here's the bathroom, and Daniel can stay in Christian's room with him and you can have Daniel's room." His mother finished. Christian heard this, and ran upstairs. Satine was already in the bathroom.
"Mum, I think it'll be fine if Satine and I just share my room." Christian said. His mother gave him a glare.
"Well I suppose, but the door stay's open." His mother said walking down the stairs. Christian started walking after her.
"Mum, I'm going to tell you a secret. I'm 27, I have messed around before." Christian said. His mother chose to ignore this, and she just walked into the kitchen again. Christian went outside to fetch the bags.
