Awww, you mean that you don't LOVE my story? Well, no more chapters for you! Well, maybe just this one. But to get more, you must all fall to your knees and say 'You are the goddess of all that is Moulin Rouge." HA!! STUPID JOKE!!!!
Ok, sillyness is done with. MR Rocks: What do you mean people make it all weird? I haven't read but a handful of stories of this kind so I'm not sure what you are talking about. But, about the Bohemians, I already had some small parts planned for them. hee hee, nothing evil. But thanks all for reviewing! Once this story is over though, won't it be forgotten in the long list of stories that haven't been updated in a while...
Satine jumped up when she heard a knock on her door. She rushed to the door and looked through the peep-hole to see who it was. She smiled and threw the door open, revealing Christian, who was surprised at how quickly the door flew open. Before he could say anything, her mouth was on his, engulfing him in a deep kiss.
He smiled when she finally pulled away. "Hello to you too."
She smiled. "Just thought I would beat you to it."
Two weeks had past since Satine and Christian had decided to give their love another try. And to both of them, it had been the best two weeks they had had in a long time. Mostly they had been just dates where they had gone out, either to eat or to see the sites, but Christian had insisted that they involve Ryan in something. He had noticed how sad the boy was when he saw him peering at them through a window a few days before.
Christian looked up and saw Ryan leaning against a doorjamb. Christian smiled at the boy. "Hello there."
Ryan nodded. "Hallo. Where are you taking my mom today?"
Christian scratched the back of his neck. "Well, I though we'd go try that bakery that you like so much."
Ryan scowled. "Have fun."
"Well, you're coming with us."
Ryan's face lit up with a youthful smile. "Really?"
Christian laughed. "Yes."
Satine was also smiling. "Now run and get your coat." Ryan nodded and rushed to the back of the small flat. She then turned to Christian and wrapped her arms around his neck. "That was sweet of you." She kissed the tip of his nose.
"It's not right for me to have his mom all to myself." He looked past her shoulder to peer at Ryan, who was pulling on his coat. He was looking at Christian with a look that the writer could not define.
Satine released Christian and grabbed a jacket that was hanging behind a door. "It's awfully cold outside."
"Yeah." Christian stepped to the door and held it open. Satine stepped through, then Ryan. Christian smiled and tousled Ryan's hair as he went past. Ryan looked up him for a moment, then grinned and flattened it back down.
Satine watched this with a soaring heart.
Twenty minutes later they were sitting inside of a bakery, waiting while Ryan chose what to buy with the five francs Christian had given him. Christian watched him as he chewed on the pastry he had gotten for himself.
"Ryan is such a happy child." he commented.
"Yes, he is." Satine looked toward her son, who was inspecting a cake very closely. "I'm truely gifted to have him." She turned back to Christian. "You too."
Christian smiled. "Aww. That's so nice." His eyes followed Ryan as the boy came back with two cakes and a strawberry pastry. Ryan grinned as he say down. "Got enough?" Christian asked.
"I think so. But I may need five more francs." Ryan answered, getting a warning glance from his mother for it.
Satine stood up. "Will you excuse me for a moment? I need to go do something."
Christian nodded and Satine walked to the back of the store. Ryan watched the spot where she had disappeared for a moment, then turned to Christian.
"Are you going to marry my mom?"
Christian coughed as the bite of pastry went down the wrong pipe. He caught his breath, then turned to the child. But he didn't have an answer. He hadn't thought of marriage. He was in love with Satine, again, but he hadn't once thought about that possibility.
"Well?" the boy inquired.
"I...I don't know."
Ryan looked down. "I hope you do."
Christian looked at him, surprised. "You do? Why?"
"Well, you're the first guy that my mom's dated that she went out with more than once. And you're the only one who doesn't call me bad names just because I don't have a dad. And you're nice. My mom looks at you different, too."
Christian looked at Ryan with a half-smile on his face. "Yeah," he said. "I'll have to think about it."
Ryan grinned, and the two shared a conspiratory glance when Satine sat back down in her chair.
Ok, sillyness is done with. MR Rocks: What do you mean people make it all weird? I haven't read but a handful of stories of this kind so I'm not sure what you are talking about. But, about the Bohemians, I already had some small parts planned for them. hee hee, nothing evil. But thanks all for reviewing! Once this story is over though, won't it be forgotten in the long list of stories that haven't been updated in a while...
Satine jumped up when she heard a knock on her door. She rushed to the door and looked through the peep-hole to see who it was. She smiled and threw the door open, revealing Christian, who was surprised at how quickly the door flew open. Before he could say anything, her mouth was on his, engulfing him in a deep kiss.
He smiled when she finally pulled away. "Hello to you too."
She smiled. "Just thought I would beat you to it."
Two weeks had past since Satine and Christian had decided to give their love another try. And to both of them, it had been the best two weeks they had had in a long time. Mostly they had been just dates where they had gone out, either to eat or to see the sites, but Christian had insisted that they involve Ryan in something. He had noticed how sad the boy was when he saw him peering at them through a window a few days before.
Christian looked up and saw Ryan leaning against a doorjamb. Christian smiled at the boy. "Hello there."
Ryan nodded. "Hallo. Where are you taking my mom today?"
Christian scratched the back of his neck. "Well, I though we'd go try that bakery that you like so much."
Ryan scowled. "Have fun."
"Well, you're coming with us."
Ryan's face lit up with a youthful smile. "Really?"
Christian laughed. "Yes."
Satine was also smiling. "Now run and get your coat." Ryan nodded and rushed to the back of the small flat. She then turned to Christian and wrapped her arms around his neck. "That was sweet of you." She kissed the tip of his nose.
"It's not right for me to have his mom all to myself." He looked past her shoulder to peer at Ryan, who was pulling on his coat. He was looking at Christian with a look that the writer could not define.
Satine released Christian and grabbed a jacket that was hanging behind a door. "It's awfully cold outside."
"Yeah." Christian stepped to the door and held it open. Satine stepped through, then Ryan. Christian smiled and tousled Ryan's hair as he went past. Ryan looked up him for a moment, then grinned and flattened it back down.
Satine watched this with a soaring heart.
Twenty minutes later they were sitting inside of a bakery, waiting while Ryan chose what to buy with the five francs Christian had given him. Christian watched him as he chewed on the pastry he had gotten for himself.
"Ryan is such a happy child." he commented.
"Yes, he is." Satine looked toward her son, who was inspecting a cake very closely. "I'm truely gifted to have him." She turned back to Christian. "You too."
Christian smiled. "Aww. That's so nice." His eyes followed Ryan as the boy came back with two cakes and a strawberry pastry. Ryan grinned as he say down. "Got enough?" Christian asked.
"I think so. But I may need five more francs." Ryan answered, getting a warning glance from his mother for it.
Satine stood up. "Will you excuse me for a moment? I need to go do something."
Christian nodded and Satine walked to the back of the store. Ryan watched the spot where she had disappeared for a moment, then turned to Christian.
"Are you going to marry my mom?"
Christian coughed as the bite of pastry went down the wrong pipe. He caught his breath, then turned to the child. But he didn't have an answer. He hadn't thought of marriage. He was in love with Satine, again, but he hadn't once thought about that possibility.
"Well?" the boy inquired.
"I...I don't know."
Ryan looked down. "I hope you do."
Christian looked at him, surprised. "You do? Why?"
"Well, you're the first guy that my mom's dated that she went out with more than once. And you're the only one who doesn't call me bad names just because I don't have a dad. And you're nice. My mom looks at you different, too."
Christian looked at Ryan with a half-smile on his face. "Yeah," he said. "I'll have to think about it."
Ryan grinned, and the two shared a conspiratory glance when Satine sat back down in her chair.