A few days later,the young woman moved around the small flat tidying , smiling to herself. She was waiting for Christopher Tietjens to arrive home. Valentine glanced over at the door then up at the clock on the mantle.
Suddenly the young woman heard the latch in the door turn as it opened. She watched as two people entered the room. One was Tietjens himself , the other was his ten year old son Michaelwho was coming to stay with his father for good and all.
Christopher caught sight of Valentine and smiled at her. He then spoke warmly to his son as he gently tossled the little boy's hair." Michael I would like you to meet a very special friend of mine, Miss Wannop. Can you say hello?"
The little boy looked up at his father then to Valentine . The boy extended his hand and spoke shyly " Hello Miss Wannop." She took hold of the hand and shook it as she returned the greeting with a smile. "Hello young master Michael It is a pleasure to meet you. Please call me Valentine." Christopher watched as Valentine knelt down in front of the small boy ,who regarded the young woman shyly.
" Are you hungry Michael?" Michael nodded his head eagerly. Valentine smiled brightly as she rose to her feet, still looking at the little boy. " Well there just so happens that there is a glass of milk and a plate of oatmeal biscuts waiting for you on the dinning room table. You may go help your self if you would like..."
The child's eyes brighten as he looked at his father for permission. Christopher smiled at him assuringly "Go on then." Grinning the little boy left his father's side and headed to the small dinning area. As Valentine stood watching the young boy , she suddenly felt two strong arms around her waist, gently holding her close.
Valentine then sighed as she felt a pair of soft lips graze the skin behind her ear. She heard Chirstopher murmur " Thank you." He kissed her bared neck. She smiled as they linked arms and walked over to the table where the little boy was about to dunk his biscut in his glass of milk . Christopher looked at him sternly but kindly as he sat down. " Now Michael , A gentleman never dunks in the presence of a lady..."
The young boy put down the biscut and hung his head down in shame as he glanced up at Miss Wannop. The young woman wordlessly, turned on her heels , went to the cupboard .She took two small glasses out . She then made her way back to the table where the father and son sat watching her in puzzlement. They watched as she proceeded to fill both glasses with milk. She set one of them beside the orginal milk glass that sat on the table in front of Michael. She then placed the other beside her own teacup.
After she sat back in her chair,Valentine proceeded to pick up one of the biscuts from the plate , then broke it in half. She then dunk it in her glass of milk , then took a bite. She then looked over at the young boy and winked. Valentine spoke mischiefously " Care to join me young master Michael?" Grinning from ear to ear, the young boy picked up his biscut and after looking at his father for reassurance , dunked it in to the shorter glass and ate the biscut.
Miss Wannop smiled as she explained to her lover, who sat sipping his own tea. "I use to dunk my biscuts in my milk too. Mum would always give me two glasses of milk." She looked back over at the little boy who was now eating his biscut happily. " One for dunking, and one for drinking."
Smiling at her, Christopher set his teacup down and reached over to put his hand lovingly on hers. He gave it a gentle squeeze. Tietjens gazed contently at this young woman who had captured his heart almost on sight. He then looked over at his son and smiled at the sight that met his eyes.
The young boy was almost asleep sitting up. Tietjens rose and gently picked up his sleeping son ,holding him close. The young boy snuggled his head on his father's shoulder and closed his eyes . Tietjens gently rubbed his son's back and kissed the little boy's cheek lovingly.
Christopher spoke softly to Valentine "Some one needs his bed. I'll get him settled . I will be right back." The young woman nodded as she touched Micheal's back. "Sweet dreams Master Micheal." Miss Wannop watched as Christopher carried the sleepy child out of the room. She cleared off the table and began the washing up. Valentine had just finished putting the dishes away , when again she felt the same arms she had felt around her waist earlier.
" Is he asleep ?" She asked quietly as Christopher held her close. " As soon as his head hit the pillow. You were wonderful just now with him" Smiling Valentine turned in her lover's arms to face him to put her arms around his neck . The two shared a sweet soft lover's kiss.
Christopher spoke breathlessly as their foreheads touched "Shall we go to bed , dearest?" She nodded as he took hold of her hand and lead the way . Before they retired, the couple checked in on young Michael , making sure he was still asleep. They then made their way to Tietjen's own room.
Christopher then lead the way to his bed. They undressed each other with care. They proceeded to lay down together on the bed. The young couple shared kisses, touches and gave themselves up to the affection they felt for one another. They soon fell asleep in each others arms.
This is for my new friend and fellow parade's end lover Twice the Rogue and for all those who love BC as well... Rogue i hope you liked this chap as much as you liked the first... ( and River this means you too) and Rogue as i promised there will be more chaps)... got a idea in mind for the third chap... again hope you like this... please review.