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Date Posted: 22:05:56 04/05/09 Sun
Author: Odelle
Author Host/IP: CPE0013f7f24246-CM0013f7f24242.cpe.net.cable.rogers.com / 99.234.121.213
Subject: When A Time Comes (Chapter 26)
In reply to: Odelle 's message, "When A Time Comes" on 22:50:15 03/07/09 Sat



Michael had refused any treatment for his hand except for the ointment, and then returned to his place amongst the would-be chefs of the evening. All the children had boisterously set about making the table and putting the finishing touches on the meal. Nikita saw this as nothing short of miraculous, and supervised casually from a distance as plates flew and glasses clinked onto the surface of the big table.

When she saw Guillaume walk down a nearby hallway, she left her post leaning against the wall of the dining room and headed to intercept him. This confrontation was better done and overwith, instead of it marring her enjoyment of the meal to come.

“Guillaume,” she called quietly and evenly when she reached the hallway, and he turned toward her. With a tight nod to a nearby room they walked the few paces inside in tense silence. When sufficient privacy from the house was obtained, Nikita landed her hard gaze on him. “Don’t ever do that again.”

Guillaume immediately bowed his head contritely, “I know, I’m sorry.” He gestured to the general area of the kitchen, “It’s just – “ he sighed, stuck for words “ -- him.”

Her stare didn’t waver. “I don’t care.” She shifted to emphasize her physical stance, and the square of her shoulders spoke volumes. “Don’t ever touch me like that without my permission again.” Guillaume knew better – far better. Michael or no, he knew that touching her in that manner without cause or permission was totally unacceptable in their arrangement. More than unacceptable – it bordered on threatening. And that the children had obviously noticed would add an uncontrollable fuel to her anger if she chose to dwell on it.

He nodded and she saw his regret clearly reflected in his gaze. “I’m sorry.”

Searching him a moment longer, simply to drive home that no quarter would be given, Nikita finally nodded tersely. “Do you want to stay?” She honestly wasn’t sure whether she wanted him to stay for the remainder of the evening – it was an indecision she didn’t want to think on; it revealed too much.

“Yes,” his answer was clear and sure.

She nodded once in acceptance, “Alright.” She then shifted back a half step and pivoted to face the chaos and noise emanating from the main part of the home. “Then let’s go make sure they don’t set fire to the drapes,” she offered quietly as an olive branch of humour.

Guillaume’s taut smile closed the conversation, and she led the way from the room.

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