What the hell have I gotten myself into here? Elizabeth wondered with his mouth on hers. They pulled away as the lights went out and the opening notes of the MURDER MURDER which is the song that opened up the second act. This is where Hyde goes on his killing spree. Thanks to Laurent she couldn't get back into the play. Her mind kept going back to those words he said to her. She shivered and he looked over at her and smiled that all knowing one. She turned back to the play, but the images of the night flew through her mind. What saw in her mind made her blush. She felt his eyes on her, burning a hole in her and making her whole at the same time.
That also made her blush.
Oh, she thought. I wish I never went to London. Elizbaeth sighed and played with her hair twisting it in her fingers. Yeah, right, another part of her said. You know that's false. You have been enjoying his company and you know that you will never be able to live with out him. So you might as well give up the ghost now because you will say yes to him. She shifted and picked up her water. Taking a big gulp she looked back at the play.
"Bad news from God, Teddy." Hyde snaps the neck of one of the hypocrytes and gives off this evil laughter. The cast continues with the song MURDER MURDER and leads to its conclusion. She was able to shut off her mind from the battling thoughts. She flashed a weak smile at Laurent. She watched through "Once A Upon A Dream" and "In His Eyes", "A Dangerous Game" was next. As the actress playing Lucy Harris, Venessa Dante started singing. She felt Laurent talk her hand. He rubbed little circles in her palm, sending little bolts of electricity through her body.
God Damn him. Elizabeth said silently. She tried to pull her hand out of his but no luck. Elizabeth sighed and enjoyed the play.
Before she knew it the play was over and she basically missed the second half, and all because of Laurent and his promises. God Damn him. She thought again as she met the actors. She automatically went into meet the people mode that she mastered meeting people. Autograghs were handed out equally. By the time they got out to the car, Elizabeth was tired and yet energized at the same time. She looked at her watch, 12:30 am.
"I didn't know it was that late." She said as an offhanded comment.
Laurent glanced over at her. Did I cross the line earlier when I said that? He questioned his words for the thousandth time. He started the car and pulled it out of the near empty parking lot. He turned onto the highway and headed towards Blackwell Manor. Elizabeth had slipped into silence and was deep in thought if her facial expression was any clue. He and Elizabeth had been thrusted into each other's lives with out their consent. Now he never wanted to leave. He knew that even before she came to him in the dark of the storm. Hell, he knew that even before Prince Nicolas told him about the American au pairs that were coming to the chateau. Twins, his father had said, Elizabeth and Jessica Wakefiel, identical twins that were 16 and coming from Sweet Valley a small town about 45 miles south of Los Angles, California America. Laurent sighed. Eight years later he sat in a jeep in Sweet Valley with Elizabeth in the passenger seat. Destiny had a funny way of working out.
That spring his father had told him about the au pairs, his father had also set up an arranged marriage between him and Antonia. Laurent wasn't one to throw temper tantrums. But for a month after he was told about this, he became the hellion that he sworn never to be. He threw things, stormed around the palace.
No one could came near him because he would have bitten off their head happily. Soon he accepted his fate and was ready as he could be to live a life that he hated. While he was hiding from life out at his little cottage, an angel appeared in the form of a very beautiful a very wet and miserable au pair who called herself Elizabeth Wakefield.
"How did you become an au pair?" He broke the silence.
"My dad mentioned that an opening for au pairs for the de Sainte Marie's was open. All Jessica heard was a summer with an actual royal family. Jessica in record time put together an impressive resume and she was hired but becuase she was 16, she set her sights on me to take the other postition. It took her weeks to talk me into it. I gave up an intership at a high fashion magazine and had to leave Todd Wilkins, I'm sure Jessica mentioned him, which was something I didn't want. Lila Fowler, the daughter of the Fowler Enterprises, and Jessica's then bsetfriend held a going away party for us and then Todd broke up with me." Elizabeth smirked "I told him I will never come back to Sweet Valley, that I will stay in France forever."
"You said those exact words?"
"Something along those lines."
"He break your heart?"
"Yes, he did, but my heart healed at a dream I had on the plane to Paris."
"What was that?"
"I was in a field of flowers, I became lost in the flowers, I realized that I was lost. I heard a noise and when I looked up and saw a guy on a white horse ride up to me . He had black hair and blue eyes. He pulled me onto the horse and rode off into the sunset."
"Why am I just now learning that you had a dream of me?"
"Did you ever dream about Todd?"
"No."
"And yet you still won't marry me."
*Blackwell Manor*
Elizabeth tugged the clasp out of her hair. Her curly blonde hair came down and fluffed around her shoulders. "My hair looked like it was electricuted."
"It's not that bad. I like being able to curl my fingers in your hair." He buried his hand into her mop of curly hair. One minute she was sitting on the vanity chair next minute she was in Laurent's arms.
"Oh-" was the only thing she could get out before his mouth came down on hers. She opened hers and his tongue made its way to hers. She moaned and melted. The kiss became deeper and deeper. His mouth traveled to her neck and she clung to his back dearly. If she didn't she would crumpled onto the floor of her bedroom, in a quivering mess. He picked her up and laid her down on the bed. With his eyes he asked the all important question, "do you want this?"
She answered by pulling his shirt off. He groaned and the fire that was threatening almost un noticed for eight years came up and consumed them whole.
Elizabeth shuddered and felt his hands everywhere at once. His mouth followed his hands. Her head was spinning and damnit she didn't him to stop. His mouth came onto hers, with their hands they removed their clothing tossing them this way and that. In the haze that became her mind she knew there was something she should remember...
"Ooohhh." His mouth hit a sensitive spot. She moaned and looked around the room. Her eyes landed a little bottle. The realization hit her of what was about to happen if she hadn't remebered her birth control pills. She hadn't taken the one for today. The time in England, she had taken one before she went to the bookstore and had taken one after on the bus.
"Laurent, stop." She said.
"What's wrong?" He was kinda out of breath.
"I gotta go to the bathroom." It was easier to say that then "I need to take my birth control pill because I don't want you to make me pregant so then you will have a reason to make me your wife." He rolled off her and Elizabeth got out of bed. A cool wind blew in from the balcony and brought her senses aware of her nakedness. And the fact that his eyes were on her.
She grabbed her robe.
"Don't cover up on my account. I've already seen you naked." Elizabeth glanced over her shoulder and caught that naughty smile he sent her. He was sitting with his back against the head board and had his arms behind his head.
Don't look down, she kept telling herself as she looked at him.
"Weren't you going to take your birth control pill.?" He asked innocently. "Yea I know Elizabeth. You don't have to keep that a secret from me."
"I know I just didn't want to say it because it would have came out wrong." She went into the bathroom and took the pill quickly. When she came back out into the bedroom. He had a smirk on his face and eyebrow raised. It was one of those faces that makes you go up to him and slap him silly.
He knew this too. "Are you coming back to bed anytime soon dear?"
"You sir, are very annoying to be around."
"Good, I like driving you wild. Now come here and let demostrate how I'll drive you wild. "
Elizabeth took the robe off and joined him back on the large bed. "Is that a promise?" She mumbled into his mouth.
"Damn straight."
That also made her blush.
Oh, she thought. I wish I never went to London. Elizbaeth sighed and played with her hair twisting it in her fingers. Yeah, right, another part of her said. You know that's false. You have been enjoying his company and you know that you will never be able to live with out him. So you might as well give up the ghost now because you will say yes to him. She shifted and picked up her water. Taking a big gulp she looked back at the play.
"Bad news from God, Teddy." Hyde snaps the neck of one of the hypocrytes and gives off this evil laughter. The cast continues with the song MURDER MURDER and leads to its conclusion. She was able to shut off her mind from the battling thoughts. She flashed a weak smile at Laurent. She watched through "Once A Upon A Dream" and "In His Eyes", "A Dangerous Game" was next. As the actress playing Lucy Harris, Venessa Dante started singing. She felt Laurent talk her hand. He rubbed little circles in her palm, sending little bolts of electricity through her body.
God Damn him. Elizabeth said silently. She tried to pull her hand out of his but no luck. Elizabeth sighed and enjoyed the play.
Before she knew it the play was over and she basically missed the second half, and all because of Laurent and his promises. God Damn him. She thought again as she met the actors. She automatically went into meet the people mode that she mastered meeting people. Autograghs were handed out equally. By the time they got out to the car, Elizabeth was tired and yet energized at the same time. She looked at her watch, 12:30 am.
"I didn't know it was that late." She said as an offhanded comment.
Laurent glanced over at her. Did I cross the line earlier when I said that? He questioned his words for the thousandth time. He started the car and pulled it out of the near empty parking lot. He turned onto the highway and headed towards Blackwell Manor. Elizabeth had slipped into silence and was deep in thought if her facial expression was any clue. He and Elizabeth had been thrusted into each other's lives with out their consent. Now he never wanted to leave. He knew that even before she came to him in the dark of the storm. Hell, he knew that even before Prince Nicolas told him about the American au pairs that were coming to the chateau. Twins, his father had said, Elizabeth and Jessica Wakefiel, identical twins that were 16 and coming from Sweet Valley a small town about 45 miles south of Los Angles, California America. Laurent sighed. Eight years later he sat in a jeep in Sweet Valley with Elizabeth in the passenger seat. Destiny had a funny way of working out.
That spring his father had told him about the au pairs, his father had also set up an arranged marriage between him and Antonia. Laurent wasn't one to throw temper tantrums. But for a month after he was told about this, he became the hellion that he sworn never to be. He threw things, stormed around the palace.
No one could came near him because he would have bitten off their head happily. Soon he accepted his fate and was ready as he could be to live a life that he hated. While he was hiding from life out at his little cottage, an angel appeared in the form of a very beautiful a very wet and miserable au pair who called herself Elizabeth Wakefield.
"How did you become an au pair?" He broke the silence.
"My dad mentioned that an opening for au pairs for the de Sainte Marie's was open. All Jessica heard was a summer with an actual royal family. Jessica in record time put together an impressive resume and she was hired but becuase she was 16, she set her sights on me to take the other postition. It took her weeks to talk me into it. I gave up an intership at a high fashion magazine and had to leave Todd Wilkins, I'm sure Jessica mentioned him, which was something I didn't want. Lila Fowler, the daughter of the Fowler Enterprises, and Jessica's then bsetfriend held a going away party for us and then Todd broke up with me." Elizabeth smirked "I told him I will never come back to Sweet Valley, that I will stay in France forever."
"You said those exact words?"
"Something along those lines."
"He break your heart?"
"Yes, he did, but my heart healed at a dream I had on the plane to Paris."
"What was that?"
"I was in a field of flowers, I became lost in the flowers, I realized that I was lost. I heard a noise and when I looked up and saw a guy on a white horse ride up to me . He had black hair and blue eyes. He pulled me onto the horse and rode off into the sunset."
"Why am I just now learning that you had a dream of me?"
"Did you ever dream about Todd?"
"No."
"And yet you still won't marry me."
*Blackwell Manor*
Elizabeth tugged the clasp out of her hair. Her curly blonde hair came down and fluffed around her shoulders. "My hair looked like it was electricuted."
"It's not that bad. I like being able to curl my fingers in your hair." He buried his hand into her mop of curly hair. One minute she was sitting on the vanity chair next minute she was in Laurent's arms.
"Oh-" was the only thing she could get out before his mouth came down on hers. She opened hers and his tongue made its way to hers. She moaned and melted. The kiss became deeper and deeper. His mouth traveled to her neck and she clung to his back dearly. If she didn't she would crumpled onto the floor of her bedroom, in a quivering mess. He picked her up and laid her down on the bed. With his eyes he asked the all important question, "do you want this?"
She answered by pulling his shirt off. He groaned and the fire that was threatening almost un noticed for eight years came up and consumed them whole.
Elizabeth shuddered and felt his hands everywhere at once. His mouth followed his hands. Her head was spinning and damnit she didn't him to stop. His mouth came onto hers, with their hands they removed their clothing tossing them this way and that. In the haze that became her mind she knew there was something she should remember...
"Ooohhh." His mouth hit a sensitive spot. She moaned and looked around the room. Her eyes landed a little bottle. The realization hit her of what was about to happen if she hadn't remebered her birth control pills. She hadn't taken the one for today. The time in England, she had taken one before she went to the bookstore and had taken one after on the bus.
"Laurent, stop." She said.
"What's wrong?" He was kinda out of breath.
"I gotta go to the bathroom." It was easier to say that then "I need to take my birth control pill because I don't want you to make me pregant so then you will have a reason to make me your wife." He rolled off her and Elizabeth got out of bed. A cool wind blew in from the balcony and brought her senses aware of her nakedness. And the fact that his eyes were on her.
She grabbed her robe.
"Don't cover up on my account. I've already seen you naked." Elizabeth glanced over her shoulder and caught that naughty smile he sent her. He was sitting with his back against the head board and had his arms behind his head.
Don't look down, she kept telling herself as she looked at him.
"Weren't you going to take your birth control pill.?" He asked innocently. "Yea I know Elizabeth. You don't have to keep that a secret from me."
"I know I just didn't want to say it because it would have came out wrong." She went into the bathroom and took the pill quickly. When she came back out into the bedroom. He had a smirk on his face and eyebrow raised. It was one of those faces that makes you go up to him and slap him silly.
He knew this too. "Are you coming back to bed anytime soon dear?"
"You sir, are very annoying to be around."
"Good, I like driving you wild. Now come here and let demostrate how I'll drive you wild. "
Elizabeth took the robe off and joined him back on the large bed. "Is that a promise?" She mumbled into his mouth.
"Damn straight."
