Chapter 11

They collapsed on the sofa as they rested their head on the back. It was busier than she thought it would be. The French were efficient. They bought and literally took their purchase away with them, no matter what the size. It saved her a lot of time with delivery anyways

"It's all gone" she sighed as she looked around, practically everything was gone except the bare essentials that could keep them living a normal life until the house was fully sorted. She didn't know what her plan was next. Were they going to sell the house or rent it?

She didn't want to face leaving Paris, it was started to grow on her, that and the people in it

"Was it worth it?" Klaus responded. He had almost lived in Tyler's house when he was lonely. They picked it together, they furnished it together. It was practically part of him. There was something in each room that he picked. It was weird seeing it all disappear within the course of the day

"We made €20,000 if that's what you're talking about" she smiled giving him the pile of notes as he counted them. It was productive but as the sun dimmed; she yawned thinking about how quickly the day had gone. What happened earlier that day was out of mind for the time being but not completely forgotten – not by her anyways – she tapped his thigh as she got up

"I'm gonna get some sleep now, good job today. Take your percentage of the pay check" she laughed as she made her way up the stairs. She yawned again, she kept remembering about the moment with Klaus. What did it mean? She doubted he even knew the answer to that one.

What was happening between them was a mystery. She smiled wondering how she felt; she untied her hair from the ponytail, shaking her head as she let the hair drop.

Opening the door, she collapsed on what she thought was the bed, to be greeted with the floor instead. She turned behind her to see her bed...gone. She didn't remember putting a price on it but it was definitely no longer where it used to be. Shit she thought, banging the floor boards, she was bed less, in a house with only two beds.

She knew exactly what it meant.

She sat cross legged on the floor as she bit her thumb nail slightly debating what her next move was.

Caroline walked out of her room, peering down the stairs. All the lights were off which meant Klaus had gone off to bed. She crept down the hall ways now hovering outside his door - which was shut - she stood there with her hand about to knock.

She didn't have the courage, what would she say? What would he do?

[Knocking]

Klaus wasn't asleep, he couldn't sleep. He looked over his shoulder at pile of theearnings, all €20,000 of it. He couldn't take any of her money, she earned it and she deserved every last note.

He lay with his eyes focusing on the ceiling, there was so much was going through his mind. He had no doubt that every thought was about her, Caroline.

It was the knocking that surprised him, he knew that it was her but what she wanted was a mystery to him

"Klaus?" she called through the door as she waited for his response "Are you asleep?"

"I'm not now, love" he lied, as she walked into the door. Her face lightly lit by the night sky that peered through his net curtains. She was wearing a small pink night dress that had bows on its straps. Her curls framed her face as she revealed herself from behind the door "What's wrong?" He asked sitting upright

"My bed appears to have been sold, so I have nowhere to sleep" he chuckled as she stood there looking at her feet in the dark. She looked almost embarrassed as her cheeks were rosy which made him smile. He noticed, he had that effect on her

"Well done, love"

"Hey it wasn't my fault. I'm sure I didn't put a price on my bed and I don't even remember seeing a bed leave the house" He smiled, tapping the empty bed space next to him. She pulled back the bed covers slowly before getting in, pumping up her pillows and getting comfy as they both lay on their backs

"Thanks Klaus, this means a lot to me"

"The pleasures all mine" he whispered "Goodnight, sweetheart"

"Goodnight" she turned on her side now as she felt that he did the same. Their backs were facing each other as she tried to close her eyes. It wasn't long until her eyes opened again, staring into the darkness. She turned slightly so that she was on her back as she looked at the ceiling where he once looked.

Her head turned to face Klaus who was surprisingly looking at her. She smiled, sharing a moment with him before rapidly turning back on to her side again.

In those few seconds that she shared, she knew that she would dream about him and imagine what could and should have happened. She smiled embracing her dreams as she drifted off to sleep.

Klaus awoke to the bright rays of light shining through the curtains. He blinked several times before realising his position.

Caroline was in front of him lying on her side as he faced the same way as her. His hand on her bare arm, he frowned wondering how that happened. He slowly moved his hand, finger by finger as he tried to get out the bed without waking her.

But he failed as he heard her awaken so instead he remained in the bed, glaring out of the window. He jolted slightly as he felt her arm around his waist and her head on his chest. He looked down to see her eyes still firmly close. She was asleep. He smiled, embracing the moment but he knew he had to tell her or she'd hate herself

"Caroline, love" he spoke not moving his body

"Mhmm"

"Ever heard of personal space?" he chuckled as her eyes bolted open, looking down at him, realising where she was and what she was doing. She almost jumped out of the bed as she stood upright. Her face turned bright red, as she went to say something but instead chose to leave the room, almost running.

Klaus watched as she left, putting his hands behind his head. She may not approve of her sleeping behaviour but Klaus loved every single second.

He stared at the door where she once stood in her night dress and smiled as he imagined the what-ifs.

© Ms Zola, Oct 2012