Chapter Twenty-Eight:
"Stop fidgeting Erik. You're only making it worse." Michelle scolded her husband as she smoothed her hands over his coat.
"I cannot help it angel. What if your father does not like me? What if he doesn't understand the predicament we are in? What if..."
Michelle pressed a kiss to his lips as he sighed against her lips. "You worry too much Erik. No matter what happens I am still your wife and that means more to me than anything."
He smiled then gently pressed a kiss back as his arms wrapped around her waist. "I suppose we should go on."
She laughed softly in his ear. "You sound disappointed."
"Only that I can't have a little fun."
"Oh Erik. Keep your sex drive in check maestro. I'm not ready to present my husband with an erection the size of...well you get my point. Besides you're a father now and you must be presentable." Michelle told him then went over to the crib and picked up their child.
Erik laughed softly as he took Fawna in his arms. He smiled as tiny hands grasped his finger. "Yes Michelle." Erik smiled as he followed her up to the main part of the opera house. He was very careful to make sure he kept Fawna wrapped in his cloak so she would not be chilled when they went through the tunnels.
Once reaching the main floor they headed to the marble foyer and out the door into the cold air. Erik kept his daughter wrapped in his cloak and close to the warmth of his chest. Michelle smiled as she gently kissed Erik's cheek. "Everything will go fine. You will see."
They waited for a few minutes before a carriage pulled up in front of them. The driver quickly scrambled to open the door. Once he opened the door, Michelle's father, stepped out to greet them. "Father!" Michelle shouted as she rushed to quickly hug him. Her father greeted her with open arms as they hugged for a few minutes. "Father," She gestured to Erik "this is my husband Erik and our daughter Fawna."
"So this is the man who captured your heart? Let us get inside the carriage. I do not want my grandchild to freeze."
Erik and Michelle nodded then followed him into the carriage. Erik was careful as he stepped up and sat beside Michelle. He gave Michelle Fawna then gently wrapped his arm around Michelle's waist. Michelle cradled their daughter to her chest as Erik glanced nervously at Michelle. "I understand you want the summer house for yourselves."
"Yes. It will be enough for us to live in. Father, I know that you were not expecting this, however love does not happen when we want it to. Erik is the best husband I could ask for. He is wonderful and kind and he is a great father, just like you are."
"Do you have something to hide?" Her father asked Erik suddenly.
Erik gulped loudly. He had never felt so uncomfortable in his life. "I...uh...Michelle." He stuttered while looking at her with pleading eyes.
Michelle gently entwined her fingers with his and said, "Erik is, well for lack of better terms, deformed on the right side of his face. Oh but Father he is so talented and handsome to me. He is a genius. He composes, designs, cooks, sings...I can go on about him." She looked into his golden eyes. "In fact I don't see him as deformed. He is whole to me and more wonderful than any man I know."
A tear fell down Erik's visible cheek. "Oh angel. You are too kind."
They kissed briefly as Michelle's father smiled. "I hoped that he was worth it. I see now that your husband is. You are welcome to use the house Michelle. However, make sure that I am visited from you at least twice a year. I wish to see my grandchild.
Michelle and Erik nodded their agreement as they watched the city pass by in a slow pace. Erik could not have been happier that things came out better than planned.
A/N:
Hey everyone,
Sorry I have been so slow. I mostly have been working on schoolwork. Ugh. Don't get me started. Anyway, the story is coming to an end. I am contemplating a sequel, however mostly I am working on a series of vignettes with Erik and Michelle in them. Mostly what if situations and pwp. I plan to post them on my website which is on my profile. Anyway, the story is updated. Thank God. I will try to update later this week. Just depends.
Your obedient author,
Pyrite