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A/N: Thank you once again to my reviewers… **has gone on baking spree** ^-^ BROWNIES FOR ALL!
"For all we know we may never meet again
before you go make this moment sweet again
we won't say goodbye until the last minute
I'll hold out my hand and my heart will be in it
For all we know this may only be a dream
we come and go like a ripple on a stream
so love me tonight
tomorrow was made for some
tomorrow may never come for all we know." – 'For All We Know" by Michael
Crawford.
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Chapter 6Stretching, my eyes opened to find her. I had always wondered about how it felt to awake with someone sleeping preciously in your arms. Now, I knew. Breathing in her sweet scent, I slowly sat up, careful not to disturb her slumber. However, her mouth parted, permitting a yawn to flee from them. Her eyes flickered open, as she too sat up. Smiling, I took her into my arms.
There were no words that needed to be spoken.
All that needed to be completed was that simple action of love.
"Good morning, my love…" I sighed, helping her up.
"Morning." She replied, joviality hinting in her voice.
Christine was still dressed in the evening gown I had purchased for her.
'Perhaps, my dear, you need to change." A smile playfully tugged at my lips, as she made her way towards her room, "Would you like some breakfast, Christine?" I questioned, starting towards the kitchen.
"No, thank you. I'm not very hungry." She answered, stretching her arms as she walked into her bedroom.
"All right…" I whispered, taking a seat before the vacant fireplace.
Running my hand over my face, I slipped off my mask, allowing myself to breathe more. Familiar silence crowded around me, but it was shattered by one mere note of music. Placing the mask on my face once more, my ears tracked the note swiftly, leading me into the Louis-Philippe room.
There stood Christine.
She was wearing a lilac dress, which sustained long sleeves, with diminutive ruffles on the bottom of the entire dress. Her finger calmly rested on a piano key, as her eyes sparkled with curiosity. They traveled up to meet with my surprised ones.
"Erik… will you teach me to play?" She inquired, as bashful as a young child.
Smiling, I nodded in reply, gracefully sauntering up behind her, sitting on the wooden piano bench.
"Take a seat, my dear." I spoke gently, motioning for her to sit beside me.
She obeyed.
"Now," I tranquilly instructed, "Your right hand plays these notes here… Repeat after me."
As I told her this, my hand slowly played four notes, in order for her to be able to see and duplicate.
Grinning, she imitated my actions, but pressed the final key incorrectly. Shaking my head, I smiled lightly.
"No, my dear… This note." I repeated, pushing the last note once more.
"Oh." Came her soft response, as she performed the notes once more… still playing the last one falsely. Christine bit her scarlet lip, as she unsuccessfully attempted to suppress a giggle.
Raising an eyebrow, I realized she was doing this on purpose.
"Christine…" My voice trailed off as I saw the playful glisten in her cerulean eyes. "Sit here." I commanded smoothly, suggesting for her to sit on my lap.
She did.
Positioning her hands on the keys, I placed mine over hers. My lips briefly came into contact with her neck as I spoke enticingly.
"Now…" I murmured, playing a song unhurriedly with her hands.
She slightly leaned back, a shiver wandering down her spine. Pushing her hair on the other side of her head, as not to block my view of the piano, I could faintly hear her catch her breath.
"Do you think you can play that on your own?" I inquired quietly, releasing her hands.
Shaking her head, she inaudibly replied, "No… Could you show me once more?"
Smiling delicately, I nodded, situating my hands over hers yet again. Performing the piece another time, my tantalizing voice began to softly accompany it as well. Her eyes gradually closed, concealing its dazzling light. My eyes blazed as my hands ceased their movement, still resting on hers.
"That was lovely, Erik!" She exclaimed, quickly opening her eyes.
"Merci," I said, reluctantly standing up. Holding my hand out, she accepted it, following me out of the room, "Now you should really eat a little, my love, for I have something planned for us."
