I don't own it. (July.18/05)
Sorry it's a short one. Huge wall between me and inspiration.
"Honestly Erik, originally I wanted a huge affair, a big ceremony. But now I sincerely don't."
"Then what do you want" he asked curiously.
Looking at him intently, Christine drew out the silence for a moment longer. She watched him becoming uncomfortable, for the moment she would see that telltale twitch. When she finally saw him fidget slightly she said simply "you".
Noticing a slight shift across from her, Christine realized that he had actually tensed his shoulders but was now relaxing. And, from what she could see, he appeared slightly smug. In a very swift move he was up and then hefting Christine into his arms before she even had time to blink, let alone process his sudden movement.
Christine let out an immediate squeal at the sensation of being lifted up in the air. And at the same moment her cry was muffled by Erik's lips claiming hers with a voracious hunger. She felt like she was going to be swallowed whole by the fire in which she and Erik were engulfed.
Pulling back from the kiss Erik chuckled quite breathlessly, and said "Very well. then we shall be wed on the morn next, we shall take the day to inform the Giry's and the priest, then we will acquire your new gown and a ring." Christine wrapped her arms around his neck securely and kissed him in excitement.
A moment later, Christine extricated herself from his embrace with a certain look on her face. One that Erik knew to well. With a small mental sigh he prepared himself for the onslaught that was sure to come.
"Erik I have just realized something most important, I cannot marry you--" her statement was cut off abruptly by Erik's shocked exclamation, no doubt he was preparing to rant when Christine shot forward and covered his mouth with her hand, and continued on "-cannot marry you if I do not know your surname, you do realize, that once we are bound, I will have taken your name, obviously I must know what my name is to be. Is it not my right?"
Once she removed her hand he let his breath rush out in a great stream. "J'excuse mon ange. Truly, I apologize for my outburst. As it would seem there is an omission I have made and I do think that I should remedy it. Indeed Christine, the name that is mine and soon to be yours as well is Destler, my name is Erik Destler.