Calleigh awoke the next morning to the soft snoring of Eric. She sighed, this is where she wanted to be, and this is where she wanted to stay. She reflected on their argument, and as much as she did not want to admit, Eric was right, the more she continued to blame herself, the more likely their relationship would fall. She reached up slowly and touched Eric's face. How she missed him? She leaned up and slowly kissed his lips. They had to survive this, or she couldn't survive. She knew that if no when her and Eric got together, they had to be forever, they had to be, or she wouldn't survive. She smiled softly as she slowly reached down and touched her stomach. She missed their child but she had to move on, someway she had to, so they could be. Hopefully they would have more children. She wanted a big family, she was sure Eric wanted a big family, she wanted a house and a dog or a cat or both, she wanted happiness. She looked up again to see Eric staring at her intensely. Nothing needed to be said, she understood. It used to unnerve her how they could have conversations with just their eyes but now she was grateful for that connection. The silence should not be disturbed with words.
It was like he was telling her that it was okay, it was okay to hurt, to be upset, to mourn, but it was not okay for her to punish herself for something that was not herself any longer. She knew this and she understood but she still needed time. She wanted to say something as the air started to become thick but the words would not escape her mouth. She knew Eric knew what she was thinking but she now wanted to stop the silence. "You want breakfast?" She sighed and smiled in gratitude to Eric for understanding her so well. She only nodded in thanks. Eric grinned cheekily and rose from the bed. Calleigh sighed and followed him with her eyes as she watched him walk out of the room into the bathroom. She listened as the pipe turned on and heard Eric brush his teeth. She quietly rose from the bed and walked into the bathroom watching Eric.
"You've grown a beard." She said more than asked. "Why don't you shave it?" He only shrugged in reply to her question. "Will you let me shave it?" Eric only stared at her through the mirror. He turned to her and nodded walking over to the toilet to take a seat. Calleigh smiled and went to her cabinet to pull out a razor and her shaving cream.
"Hold on, you are not putting that on my face."
"Why not?"
"Calleigh, you are not putting women's shaving cream on my face." He chuckled softly. When he looked into her eyes, he groaned as he saw a determined look burning in them. "No Calleigh, that is feminine shaving cream, I am a man, I'm not letting you put that on my face." He said affirmatively while crossing his arms and raising his chin in defiance. Calleigh nearly laughed as Eric looked like a stubborn 5 year old boy.
"Oh come on Eric, what harm can it possibly cause. It's just shaving cream, plus I don't have anything else."
"Use soap and water." He turned away from her this time, keeping his arms crossed, this time adding a pout.
"You're so stubborn, either you let me shave your face Eric or you're getting a time out!" Calleigh said sternly.
Eric cowered for a second before he raised his head in defiance again, "How old are you Calleigh? A timeout? You're not my mommy."
"I know I'm not, but I could call you mother and tell her you're being a stubborn brat."
"She wouldn't believe you." He said confidently.
"Are you so sure about that?" Calleigh said menacingly, and for a second Eric was worried. He thought back to all the times Calleigh told his mom on him, and every time his mother took Calleigh's side, like she was poor and defenseless, obviously his mother has never seen Calleigh when she's angry or when she has a gun in her hand. Eric watched as Calleigh turned to walk out the bathroom, obviously to call his mom.
"Calleigh, No! I'll do it, I'll let you shave my face with your girly shaving cream." He said with disgust dripping from his voice and all over his face.
Calleigh grinned gleefully at her victory and stood in front of Eric. She sighed when she heard him mumbling under his voice. "What was that Eric? Would you like me to repeat that to your mother?" Eric immediately quieted at mention of his mother and Calleigh couldn't help herself as she continued to say, "Good Boy." She started laughing as Eric stared back at her with a glare on his face. She leaned down and kissed him softly. "I love you." Calleigh gasped in surprise to herself. It wasn't the first time she had said those words to him, but she haven't said them to since the whole incident with Peter. She held her breath, waiting for Eric to respond.
"I love you too, even though, you're destroying my masculine pride with this girly shaving cream." Calleigh laughed once again and kissed once more. She walked out to the sink and grabbed the shaving cream. She opened slowly, loving the widening Eric's eyes. He was scared.
Eric gulped as Calleigh menacingly walked over to him with the shaving cream in her hands. This was not going to be good. She squirted some into her hand, and it had to be the loudest thing Eric ever heard. He began to sweat, Eric looked to the door, wondering if he could make it. "Don't even think about running away." Damn it, she read his thoughts. Eric was really scared now. He looked back to Calleigh and waited for his impending doom. He closed his eyes tightly when he felt Calleigh begin to rub the foam all over his beloved beard. He wanted to cry at the loss. "Hey, you okay?" Eric didn't realize that he had been so lost in his thoughts; Calleigh was already half way done. "See it's not so bad."
Eric only pouted in reply. Calleigh shook her head and continued to shave the rest of his beard. When she was done she wiped his face clean and smiled in triumph. "I hope you're happy now. First you threaten to call my mother on me, and then you than you emasculate me by shaving my beard with girly shaving cream. Why are you so cruel?" Eric started tearing up and Calleigh couldn't help it. She started laughing so hard she was tearing up.
She wiped her tears and Eric's before leaning down and kissing him once again. "Come on, you owe me breakfast."
Eric got up and sulkily walked to the kitchen grumbling, "First she threatens to tell my mom on me, emasculates me by shaving my beard with girly shaving cream, and now she's forcing me to cook her breakfast, why do I always fall for the evil women in this world. Mari was right; I do have bad taste in women. Ow!" Eric started rubbing his head with a pout after Calleigh smacked him on the back of the head for his comment.
So here's the next chapter. I apologize for it taking so long to post. My computer broke so I had to wait for a new one, and of course, school is a killer. I will try as hard as I can to be better with my posts. I know I have promised many times before, but life keeps getting in the way. I will try to do my best though. Hope you guys like the chapter. R/R!
