I picture this as the song that should play for Haldor and Erika. It's an older song from the 60's, but it's a great song. This woman actually was well known. This is great jazz. Smoky and soulful.
When Erika awoke, she knew that she had been asleep for a long time. Her stomach was rumbling and her bladder was making it's own demands. However, trying to get out of bed was a little difficult because it seemed that Haldor was in bed with her and had a heavily muscled arm laying across her waist. Every time she tried to get up he would tug her back into the curve of his body. Erika blushed hotly when she realized that he was naked. Then she realized that all that was separating was the long, thin cotton shirt that she had on. Haldor must have changed her clothes while she was asleep. Erika began to panic. Her heart started racing. Her need to get up and go to the bathroom disappearing as her anxiety level rose. As it heightened, her breathing become erratic, and this is what alerted Haldor to the fact that she was awake.
Haldor felt Erika moving around in the bed, disturbing his sleep. He was just about to tell her to stop when he heard her anxiety. As he was sitting up in the bed she was having trouble breathing. "Deep breathes, love, deep breathes." While she still struggled to get her breathing under control, he did the only thing that he knew to do. He kissed her. This kiss was potent and full of emotion. It spoke of time passing and love lost. It spoke of heartache and tears. It contained heat. It overflowed with lust of a kind that Erika had never known existed. Suddenly, Erika realized she was participating in the kiss. Nuzzling into his neck as he kissed down her chin and onto her neck. Feeling his teeth catch small parts of her neck and shoulders, Erika moaned. Holding his head in both of her hands, she speared his thick hair and dug her nails into his scalp to hold him to her. Haldor was about to kiss her again when Erika's stomach chose to makes its need heard. Erika was so embarrassed that she buried her head in Haldor's neck as her face flamed a bright red, as he laughed.
"Come, woman. It seems that the beast in you belly has its own desire. We must feed it to quieten it down.' Erika blushed an even brighter red as he stood and pulled on his jeans, leaving the top button undone. As she was getting up, Haldor simply reached over and picked her up bridal style to carry her to the kitchen. That's when she remembered her bladder. "Wait!" She cried. "I have to use the bathroom. Bad!" He walked into the bathroom and set her down. He turned his back, indicating that he wasn't leaving her or the room. Still red-faced, Erika did her business and washed her hands. When she was finished, Haldor merely picked her back up in his arms and carried her downstairs to the kitchen. That's when she noticed bright morning sun spilling through the kitchen windows, filling the room with warmth and light.
"Oh wow! I really slept, didn't I? How long did I actually sleep Haldor?"
"Close to twenty three hours. Have the dreams and memories exhausted you so much? Have they all been bad?" He frowned as he asked her this.
"Oh no!" she exclaimed."Some are wonderful. Although, some are quite intimate. No, my favorite is when we first met. My father was standing in the bailey of our keep to greet you and your father. I remember seeing you and noticing how large you were. I remember thinking that surely such a large man would not be gentle. That you would be a brute like most other men were. I remember your promise to win my heart in the three days before our wedding." Haldor watched as Erika's face was lit with a gentle smile. He gasped at the love that shone there. She loved him, she just didn't know it. Now all he had to do was convince her of it.
"You're not going to like this." Ragnar said as he stepped into the kitchen. "But, he's here."
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Short I know. But I'm trying to work something out in my head, and try as I might, it will only come out in small bits.
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