Jenna felt his hand reach up and wrap around her neck, pulling her closer so he could deepen the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Allowing her tongue to explore his mouth and was rewarded by a soft, almost silent groan. They sat there for a moment, their tongues doing a most glorious dance before they pulled back, both rasping for breath.

"Wow" she murmured, touching her lips in wonder. She had never been kissed like that before, ever.

Erik chuckled, pleased at her reaction to his kiss. "I agree," he breathed.

Jenna giggled embarrassed before leaning into Erik, smiling when he put his arms around her shoulders and held her against him, kissing the top of her head before resting his unmasked cheek on her head.

This was more than Erik had ever dreamt of, in all his life he had never imagined a woman as stunning as Jenna would ever kiss him like that, react to his own kiss. She was glorious, her eyes a vibrant blue and he lips swollen from his kiss. He inhaled the scent of her perfume, and relished the feel of her silky hair on his face. He felt a familiar tingle in his eyes as he fought back tears. He had never felt so accepted and cared for in his life. Even Christine would not have been able to make him as happy as he was at that moment with Jenna in his arms. He thanked Fate for allowing him the chance to love this woman with his entire being. Though he dared not declare his love for her yet…it was still too soon and he didn't want to drive her off.

Jenna buried her face in his shoulder and breathed in his scent…a mixture of soap, candle smoke and musky cologne she couldn't identify. Whatever it was it drove her nuts…it was just so Erik.

After what seemed like an eternity Jenna pulled away, regretting it almost instantly. She felt cold without Erik's arms around her. "How about some dessert?" she asked, filling the silence that had surrounded them.

He nodded "That sounds lovely" he responded, wanting nothing more than to hold her from now till eternity, but he figured dessert was safer…for now.

She stood up and held out her hand, smiling when he took it without hesitation. They walked slowly back into the house. Both of them wrapped up in their own thoughts. They arrived in the dining room, Erik pulled out her chair for her. Seating himself once she was seated.

Henri served them the tiramisu and tea and left quickly, figuring they wanted to be alone.

Jenna took one bite and her eyes slid shut as she enjoyed the mixture of espresso and custard flavors. She was a bit of a coffee junkie, which Erik found very endearing. "This is so good" she exclaimed slowly.

Erik laughed at her, before taking a sip of tea. She blushed sweetly before taking another bite. After she finished her dessert Erik pushed back his chair and helped her up. "Come, I have something I wish to share with you" he whispered into her ear.

She nodded and allowed him to lead her to the music room. She sat down in the chair he indicated, watching him as he walked to the piano and sat down. God, is every move he makes that beautiful and graceful? She thought to herself as she watched him sit down with an uncanny grace that filled all of his movements. She sat back and let his music wash over her. The sonata he played was filled with love, longing, happiness and hope. All those emotions crashed over her as she watched him play, his back hunched slightly, his eyes closed as he let the music fill every fiber of his being.

Everything else melted away for Erik at that moment when he had sat down at the piano and begun to play. The piece he was playing was something he had started to work on right after he had met Jenna 4 months prior, he had just finished it the previous day. Jenna smiled as she watched a true master perform. It's a shame no one can hear this music…it's a crime that this music isn't out in the world for everyone to enjoy she thought sadly. He could have been one of the most famous musicians of the 19th century; his music would have changed the music world forever.

As the music came to an end, Jenna leaned forward in her chair a smile plastered onto her face. Erik turned around, as she rose and came and sat down next to him. She took his hands in her own and kissed them. "I don't think I've heard anything so beautiful"

Erik squeezed her hands and kissed her lips tenderly. She looked down at the keyboard once he had pulled away "Music seems so effortless to you" she murmured.

"Hardly my dear…my music is a very frustrating and merciless mistress. She gives me no peace until its perfected." He said with a chuckle.

Jenna laughed, that she knew. Erik would often hole himself away in his music room for days, not emerging until the piece he was working on was perfect. She had seen him emerge from those times more than once, his hair a mess as though he was constantly running his hands through it, shirt sleeves rolled up, ink all over him. She thought he had looked so sexy.

She glanced over at the clock and was surprised at how late it was, she looked at their hands, which were still entwined. "I…I should head to bed. I have an early meeting in Paris tomorrow morning."

Erik nodded, swallowing past the lump in his throat; he didn't want the evening to be over. He didn't want his fairytale to end, but he wouldn't stand for her to be tired.

"Very Well, sleep well my dear" he managed to say without sounding too disappointed.

Jenna looked up at him, and felt her heart lurch. She didn't want this night to end anymore than he did. She smiled at him, cupping his unmasked cheek and kissing him. Letting her tongue slip through his lips quickly before pulling away.

"Goodnight Erik" she whispered before standing up and walking out of the room before she pounced on him right there.

Jenna threw herself onto her bed, trying to catch her breath. God, she wanted him so badly…she had never been so frustrated before in her life. She drug herself off the bed and hurried to get ready for bed. She crawled between the covers, wishing she were in another room with someone else at that moment. She heard him begin to play again, something light…to help her sleep she knew. She drifted off to sleep, with a smile on her face.

Her alarm went off way too early; she slammed her hand down on the snooze button and rolled over, groaning. She threw the covers off, turned off her alarm and stumbled into the bathroom.

After her shower she felt slightly more human, she dressed and got together her things before heading downstairs for breakfast. She slumped into her chair at the table and managed a small smile at Henri as he poured her coffee. "Thank you" she grumbled as she sipped her coffee.

An hour later she was being driven into the city…something that she hated, she wanted to get her own car. Erik had laughed at her when she complained about being driven everywhere. She climbed the steps to the office building quickly, not wanting to be late. She walked into the office, smiling at Bernard. "Good morning" she said cheerfully.

Bernard smiled at her "Good morning Mademoiselle"

She sat down across from him "So, what's on the agenda for the day"

"Well, we still have that meeting with the Lorens, but other than that it looks like a slow day"

"Cool, when will they get here?"

"Any minute"

She nodded and looked around, she was going to run across the street to the small café and grab some coffee but she never got the chance, the Lorens entered a few moments later. They were not the normal clientele; they were a brother and sister. Apparently, the sister was getting married and wanted a new home, and she had brought her brother along with her. Jenna smiled at them and introduced herself.

"I'm Jenna Marcus. I'm Monsieur Deveraux's personal assistant."

"I'm Michel and this is my sister Genevieve" the young man replied.

Jenna smiled and shook their hands. Throughout the meeting she couldn't help but notice that Michel was staring at her. It made her a bit nervous, he was young…maybe a few years older than herself and very handsome she supposed. He was the type of guy she would have been interested in, before she met Erik. The meeting finally came to a close; Jenna stood up and shook hands with them once more.

"I'll get those sketches to you by the beginning of next week. Here's my card if you have any questions don't hesitate to call" she said handing Genevieve a small business card.

She hurried out of the office, wanting to return home. She wasn't sure why she felt this pressing need to see Erik; maybe it was that guy leering at her for over an hour. Normally she would have put him in his place, but seeing as he was a client she couldn't do that. She hurried into the house, but soon heard Erik in the music room. She knew better than to interrupt him when he was working, so she decided on another stress reliever. She went to her room and changed into old, tattered jeans and t-shirt and put a bandana over her hair and went to the small room in the attic where she painted and went to it.

She emerged a few hours later, covered in paint but feeling much better. She hopped through the shower and walked out of her room and almost ran right into Erik, who had also just emerged from the shower, and in fresh clothes. She smiled and gave him a hug, happy to finally be back with him. He smiled and placed a light kiss on her head.

"How did the meeting go?"

She paused before answering, "It was alright"

He looked at her, his eyes narrowing "What happened?"

"Nothing, it was just a tad boring..That's all"

He studied her for a moment but decided not to press the matter. "I was wondering if perhaps you would like to go into the city for dinner tonight?"

Jenna's face lit up "That would be great!" she exclaimed. "But you don't like going into the city…you know with all the people"

"I believe I can make one exception tonight…you have earned a night out"

"That sounds really great…" she said with a huge smile.

All of Erik's discomfort being out in the public eye was worth that smile and enthusiasm. "Well, be prepared to leave at 6. And dress for the occasion"

She raised an eyebrow and nodded 'This was going to be fun' she thought to herself. It had been a long time since she had been able to girly herself up for a guy. She was looking forward to this.