It's a little shorter but still eventful.
Chapter Four
Relena had done well for herself that night; Trowa's phone number and a coffee date with Quatre. She left holding her head a little higher and had even surprised herself at how well she was able to ignore Heero Yuy's presence. The remainder of the dinner had gone uneventful, even for the Maxwell household. Everyone laughed and chatted animatedly. Trowa had slipped her his number, as he strategically sat beside her. Quatre sat across from her so not to lose her to the spikey haired man.
When Relena was leaving, Quatre moved in for the kill. He gave her his number and asked, quite courageously if she would mind having coffee with him sometime. She blushed and accepted.
And now, it was time for them to meet up. He didn't have a flight until later that night and she moved her schedule around so she could actually leave the building for lunch. She was always the type of person to respect punctuality, so she was prime example of it. She arrived ten minutes early at the café, finding a seat near the window so to spot Quatre quickly.
She had only been to this café once before and was far too preoccupied to notice the décor and atmosphere of it all. Once she was settled and took it all in, she felt the tension in her shoulders ease slightly. The aroma of the coffee beans and pastries weighed heavily on Relena's mind. She felt her stomach churn out of hunger when a passerby knocked loudly on the window next to her. Jumping, she turned, hoping to see Quatre smiling at her. However, it was the last person Relena wished to see at the moment. In fact, she had hoped to never see this particular person ever again.
An old client of hers walked into the café, smiling sinisterly to the financial manager. Dorothy Catalonia was the most complicated client Relena had ever had to deal with.
Plastering a large, polite smile on her face, Relena rose from her seat and shook hands with the woman. She hoped that this run in was honestly going to be brief.
"Ms. Darlian, how nice it is to see you again." The long haired woman said.
"Ms. Catalonia, it's wonderful to see you again. How is the business going for you?" Relena seated herself again. To her dismay, Dorothy seated herself across from her as well.
"Very well, actually. Thank you for all of your advice and support. I know I must have been difficult at times, but I wanted this business to be perfect."
"That's understandable."
They sat in silence for a moment. Relena turned her gaze down towards the table, hoping the blonde woman would excuse herself. She could feel the scrutiny the woman was giving her. It was a stare she was quite familiar with and had wished to never experience again. It felt as if the woman was burning holes into her head.
"Are you meeting someone here or just enjoying some alone time?" Dorothy asked, crossing her long legs.
"I'm meeting someone, actually. He should be here any moment."
"I didn't have you pegged for a girl who dated that often. You were always so on top of things with me that I had assumed you were married to your job."
"I like to get out every once in a while, Ms. Catalonia." Relena said venomously.
Dorothy nodded, smirking slightly. "Who is he? I don't like to sound arrogant, but I know quite a few people in this city and if I had figured out you at all, you don't date just anyone."
Relena cleared her throat, shaking back long strands of hair. "Quatre Raberba Winner, actually. He's a –"
"A pilot. I know him, Ms. Darlian. He actually works with my fiancé."
"Fiancé? I wasn't aware you were tied down to one particular person." She said, trying to sound vindictive.
However, Dorothy was the queen of vindictiveness and it simply rolled off of her like smoke. "Well, I am faithful only when he's in town. He travels so often that it seems ridiculous that I wouldn't venture out. I'm sure he does the same. I actually had a taste of Mr. Winner once before."
"Is your fiancé aware of your trysts? I'm sure Mr. Winner had told him about it."
"Oh, he and I explored each other beforehand. It's quite old news actually, but I thought I should give you some advice on him before you spend too much time with him. He won't be interested in you for too long. Just give him the cake now and move on, Ms. Darlian."
"Excuse me?" Relena was taken aback by such an audacious statement. Relena was much too conservative for this kind of conversation. She had had enough of embarrassing conversations with Dorothy all the while she was working with her. Dorothy was quite active in the bedroom and wasn't shy about talking about it.
However, before Dorothy could reply her gray eyes had wandered up towards the window and Relena knew it was only a matter of seconds before Quatre noticed his coffee date chatting with an old fling. This was already going to make for an awkward date. She chanced a glance out of the window and there he was. He was already dressed in his uniform, ready to head out at any moment. Relena was surprised that he wore it well. She felt the corner of her mouth move upward in a slight smile, regardless of Dorothy's warning.
Dorothy stood when Quatre came in. Relena had failed to notice that he was with someone else as well. From brief glimpses, it looked like another pilot. She hoped it might be Duo. He would be able to break any tension in a heartbeat. But then again, it could be Trowa and Relena had yet to call him about setting something up. Relena followed Dorothy's lead and stood, smiling when she caught Quatre's eye. She was surprised when he went in to give her a quick hug around her waist. She rested her chin on his shoulder for a second and it was long enough to witness Dorothy kissing the other pilot on the cheek.
"Ms. Darlian," Dorothy's voice rang out from behind Quatre. "I'd like you to meet my dotting fiancé, Heero Yuy."
