Chapter Ten - A Compromise (Kind Of)
"I see couples, husbands, wives, each and every day." She leaned forward, her hands clasping under her chin. "You two will be very happy together, I can tell."
"That's all I want." Klaus said softly, and Caroline didn't like the twinge of sincerity in his tone. She wriggled out of his grasp and stood up suddenly, remembering to grab his hand at the last minute to continue on with the charade.
"Thanks." She gave the wife a strained smile. "But we should probably be boarding now." Klaus grabbed her suitcase before she could, so that he was carrying both of them, and waved charmingly back at the couple.
"Lovely to meet you. I know how to come for, down the line, if my wife and I ever need it." Caroline aimed a sharp elbow at this ribs while he laughed.
"They were nice." He murmured, moving his free hand out of hers and wrapping it around her waist again, pulling her close to them as they walked.
"Let go of me." Caroline hissed.
"Uh uh," Klaus chided, "They might still be watching. We don't want them to know the truth, do we darling, that we aren't normal?"
"Right." Caroline's voice dripped with sarcasm. "I forgot how many normal couples had to travel across the country to pick up their hyper expensive wedding ring."
"We can, if you want."
Caroline whirled on him, stumbling backwards and pushing a stranger backwards.
"Watch it!" The man snapped. Klaus growled. Caroline reined in her stray elbow, flushing.
"Don't joke about things like that." She said to Klaus.
"I'm only joking if you think I am." Klaus shrugged. "Come on, we don't want to miss the plane."
