Carla's hand held firmly onto Peter's as they strode along the pavement, heading towards the posh restaurant that he was taking them to. Everything about them screamed that they were together, there was no denying it. Their bodies were positioned sub consciously towards each other at a slight angle, their eyes focusing on the person next to them intensely rather than on where they were going.

"Ooh, I think this is it love" Peter smiled, taking his eyes off Carla for a brief moment and indicating to the restaurant in front of them.

"Err Peter, are you sure Darlin'?"

"Yeah course I am, why wouldn't I be?"

Carla shook her head in response, trying to hide the laugh she was desperate to relieve herself of. It didn't take long for Peter to realise why Carla was so surprised at his choice as they stepped inside, the warm air instantly flushing their cold faces.

The loud thudding of the music was the first thing they noticed, the almost half naked women dancing and flirting around obviously desperate men was the second. Carla brought her hand up to her mouth, finally giving into herself and laughing, her eyes twinkling as she looked up at Peter. "Couldn't even get this right could I" Peter sighed, not seeing the funny side as Carla was. "Oh don't be like that love, come on lets get a drink" Carla pulled on Peter's hand, tugging him towards an empty seat as far away from the dancing as possible. "Come on!" Peter relented and sat down opposite her, his eyes meeting hers.

After a moments silence, they both erupted into laughter "I know I said I were a cheap date Peter but come on" Carla spoke through breaths. "Sorry love, I honestly didn't know"

"Yeah yeah. You just wanted to eye up the girls dancing didn't ya"

"Oi, you know that's not true, I am sorry"

"I know how you can make it up to me love" Carla motioned towards the dance floor, smiling at the waiter who placed two cokes on their table. "He fancies you" Peter said after he left, giving him daggers once his back was turned.

"Eh, who can blame him babe, now come on, dance with me?"

"No way Carla! No way!"

"Come on! Please!"

"No, don't look at me like that, It's not happening. Nope. Uh uh"

Carla pouted, feigning annoyance as she stood up "Eh where are ya going?"

"Well, if you won't dance with me, there's plenty of men that will darlin' she fluttered her lashes and gave him a wink, seeing him relenting as he looked into her pleading eyes. He couldn't deny how good it was to see her slowly returning to her feisty self but he wasn't stupid. He already knew Carla was way out of his league and he wasn't about to give anyone else a chance to take her away. Besides, he guessed it meant he had a chance to show her off.

"One dance and then we go okay?"

"Promise!" Carla giggles sweetly and placed a kiss to his cheek before trotting off in her heels ahead of him, looking forward to dancing the night away, something she hadn't done since Frank's attack