EroticReverie

Rainer Rancourt

I walk by my window at the front of my house, to see Giselle's car parked outside. My head cocking when I see her sitting inside of it. Not getting out. She hadn't responded to my text earlier when I sent her a picture of a crib, asking her if she liked it for the nursery of our first child. The past few days have been filled with sex and me constantly telling her I was going to marry her, and put babies in her. I liked to joke about it, but I fucking meant it at the same time. I just enjoyed riling her up and her witty sarcastic responses, so I kept doing things like that. Sending her pictures or showing them to her when she was with me, of things we'd get for the nursery, or venues for weddings. 

I see her hands swipe her cheeks, and when I peer a bit harder, I can tell she's crying. Immediately I'm turning, running through the house and out the front door, barefoot in just my boxers as I let my feet bark under the pain of the large gravel on the bottoms of my feet, and then across the smaller finer gravel where she's parked. 

Fuck, she's REALLY fucking crying. I knock on the window , and she jumps, and the sight of her beautiful fucking face all puffy, nose red, cheeks wet, I  want to rip the door of the hinges to get to her. I pull on the handle. She shakes her head.

"Open the door Giselle" I say through the rolled up window,  pulling the handle. she shakes her head, hiding her face in her hands, shoulders jumping with sobs and my nostrils flare, my jaw clenching. 

"Baby" I say loudly. "Open the damn door." 

She looks at me, the trembling of her lower lip breking my heart into a million pieces. I exhale as she turns off her car, taking the keys out and unbuckling her seat belt, as soon as I hear the click of the lock, I'm throwing the door open and leaning down, helping her out of the car, more like pulling her and then wrapping her into my arms. 

"What's wrong? What happened?" I ask as I hold her head at the back, cradling it, feeling her wet cheek on my chest as she wraps her arms around me tight. I just pray it's nothing I did, god I rack my brain for something I may have said, or done this morning before she left here that would have upset her. 

"Galas, fuck, talk to me baby" I say nearly shaking with worry as I draw her back a step and cup her face, and make her chin lift, but her wet lashes are on her cheeks, refusing to look at me. There's a knot in my throat, because seeing her cry, I realize...is my least favorite thing in the entire world.

"Look at me baby" I say gently and she sniffles, somewhat getting herself together. That fucking lip still quivering. 

"What happened?" I ask and she looks up. 

"Nothing, I just...I don't want to talk about it." she says, shaking her head. "It's stupid, i'm fine...I just...I must be starting my period." she says and I sigh. 

"What..happened?" I say the words again, knowing she's lying, knowing that clearly something happened. I know she was with her sisters and her mother going dress shopping for Fleur. I also know that her relationship with her mother has always been strained. 

"something happen at the bridal store?" I ask and her lip quivers, looking down again and she nods. 

"with your mom?" I ask and she winces, flinching and nodding. 

I pull her face in, pressing my lips to her forehead. 

"C'mon baby" I say softly. "Let's go inside." 

I grab Giselle's thighs at the back, and lift her off her feet, her arms and legs wrapping around me. Not arguing with me as I carry her over the gravel, ignoring the pain in my feet, cause all that matters is the pain in my chest from seeing Giselle in pain at all. 

I know the subject of her mother is touchy, I also know she's tough and doesnt like to be vulnerable, and that what we're doing is still new, and that she may not want to open up to me, and I don't want to push her, because I dont want to push her away. 

I carry her into the house and into the kitchen and lift her onto the counter. 

"Let me get you some ice water, and a wet washcloth" I say, turning, grabbing a glass, using the ice machine in the fridge , then filling it with the filtered water and walking the glass to her. 

"Here, drink this." I say and she takes the glass, her eyes still watering as she sniffles. 

"I must look so fucking attractive right now....crying like a fucking baby, with fucking snot all over my face" she says trying to make a joke as I turn, to grab a washcloth, running it under cold water and walking back to her. 

"Honestly....yeah...you do...and it's a little fucking annoying baby....quit being so fucking beautiful all the damn time" I say and she gives me a little smile, her lip still quivering and she gives me a small little laugh. I smile and lift the washcloth to her face, swiping it first over her forehead to cool her down, then placing it on the back of her neck for a moment, before wiping her chest where tears managed to streak down, then I clean up her face, wiping her cheeks gently. 

she lifts her wet lashes to look at me, and I smile softly, gently wiping her neck and then cleaning off her chin, and under her nose. 

"there" I say and set the washcloth to the side and then reach over the counter and slide the box of tissues to her. 

"Blow your nose my pretty little snot machine" I say teasing her and she laughs, tears still working from her eyes, but slower now.

She plucks a few tissues and blows her nose as I place my hands on her thighs, over the jeans she's wearing. 

"Talk to me...what happened?" I say, rubbing her thighs gently. She shakes her head. 

"I just....I don't want to talk about it right now..." she says, wiping her nose with the tissue.

"Then tell me what I can do to make you feel better." I say and she lifts her eyes to me. 

"you already have." she says and then looks down. "and i hate it." 

The corner of my mouth lifts. "You seem to hate everything I do." I tease.

"I do, I really do." she says and then lifts her eyes to me. 

"I'll do my best then to keep doing things you hate." I say and push her legs apart and stand between then and take her face in my hands. She sighs softly. 

"When I left the bridal shop...I didnt even think about where I was going...I just...ended up here." she says and look at me. "i hate that I ended up here Rainer." 

"I know you do" I say and stroke her cheeks with my thumbs. 

"But i'm glad that you came to me." I say.

"Cause you have an affinity for wiping tears and snot from peoples faces like they're a child?" she huffs , frustrated with herself and I just smile softly.

"no, cause i have an affinity for you...always have...and I'll wipe every tear Galas....and all the slimy snot your perfect nose makes." I say and nudge her nose with mine and then kiss the tip of it as she laughs. 

"You're ridiculous" she says and pulls back and looks at me and I just smile. 

"I've wanted to be the one to take care of you for years Galas." I say. 

she sniffles. I kiss her nose again. 

"I dont want anyone having the honor of wiping your snot but me." I say and she laughs again and then shakes her head. 

"I love you Giselle." I tell her, and she looks at me , and I just stroke her cheeks with my thumbs. "I've been in love with you my whole life."

"Rainer." she says, my name almost like an apology because she's not ready to say it back.

"I don't need you to say it back Galas...I really don't...I dont keep saying it because I'm trying to get you to say it back...I only say it so that you know it....so that you believe it....I fucking love you, I loved you when we were kids, and I love you now, and I'm going to love you a million years from now" I say. 

"Only a million? Weak." she says , making me let out a loud laugh, my head going back. Her proud little smile on her face, a bit of her natural Giselle sparkle in her eyes when I look back at her, shaking my head. 

"Two million?" I ask and she shrugs. 

"I'm worth at least ten million years of devotion" she jokes and I laugh softly. 

"You're worth forever Giselle" I say and kiss her forehead. "forever and more"