When they get to the car Beca rushes to open the door for Chloe. "What a gentleman," Chloe says.
"That's only the beginning of the Beca Mitchel experience!," she tells Chloe. Beca runs around to the driver's side and gets behind the wheel. She starts the car and tuns to Chloe with a smile.
"Are you going to tell me where we're going?," Chloe asks.
"You'll see when we get there," Beca responds.
There is quite a bit of traffic so Beca is putting all her to focus on driving. Chloe sits quietly and looks over at Beca. She notices that her makeup is lighter than usual and that she's curled her hair, letting it hang down her back and over her shoulders. She had noticed Beca's dress when she picked her up. Beca was wearing her black leather jacket but she knew that the top of the dress was black with silver diamond shapes and the bottom half was all black and it had hit mid-thigh. She says "had" because it had risen a bit when she sat down. Chloe bit her bottom lip because it was so sexy. Chloe quickly looked away before Beca could catch her staring.
The next 30 minutes are spent talking quietly, mostly about the Bellas and their chances at the Finals. Beca said that Aubrey asked for her help in coming up with a new set list. Chloe smiled and said she knew that Aubrey had plans to do that.
Beca pulled into the restaurant parking lot and Chloe's jaw dropped. "I love this place," she said excitedly.
"I know," Beca said with a smirk.
Chloe looked at her suspiciously. "And how do you know that?," she asked.
Beca ran around to open the door and help Chloe out of the car. "The same way I knew that you liked yellow roses," Beca said. "I did my research."
Chloe smiled as she took the hand that Beca offered and got out of the car. Beca closed the car door and, keeping Chloe's hand in hers, walked toward the restaurant entrance. She held this door for Chloe as well. Chloe was impressed with how chivalrous Beca was being.
They were shown to their table. Beca took her jacket off before sitting down. After she was seated Beca ordered wine for the both of them. They were looking at their menus and since Chloe had been to the restaurant before Beca asked her what was good.
"I love their lasagna," Chloe said. "Although the manicotti is really good, too."
"I think I'll get the lasagna," Beca said. "I think I'll have a salad as well. Would you like me to order for the both us?"
"I'd like that," Chloe said. "And since your getting the lasagna, I'll get the manicotti and we can share. I'd also like a salad as well with the House Italian dressing."
The waiter came and Beca gave him their orders. "I'll put your orders in and be back with your salads in just few minutes," he said before walking away.
Chloe sips her wine. "Mmmm," she lets out a happy moan. "That's really good."
Beca swallows hard. That moan went right through her. "Yeah, it is a very good wine," she said. "My grandfather loved wine and he used to tell me the best kind to order depending on what your eating."
They talk a little more about Beca's grandfather and also about Chloe's family. Beca takes another sip of wine and asks, "Forgive me if I'm overstepping some personal boundary here, but what happened to make you into the womaniser that you are today?"
"Let's just say it was a guy, who I thought was in love with me as much as I was with him, and him breaking my heart," Chloe says.
Beca waits but Chloe doesn't elaborate any farther. "Same here. Only mine was a girl because I am full on gay."
"So, what about this girl who you have feelings for?" Chloe asked. "How did she mend your broken heart?"
Beca looked at her and before she could respond the waiter was there asking if they wanted dessert. "The tiramisu is fantastic if you like that sort of thing," Chloe told Beca.
"Sounds good," Beca said. "Should we each order one or just get one and share it?"
"The serving is good sized," Chloe says. "Let's just get one and share it."
"You heard the lady," Beca tells the waiter.
He writes the order down, smiles and leaves the two alone again. Beca pours more wine for Chloe and they sit quietly sipping it until the waiter brings out their dessert and two forks.
"Enjoy ladies," he says and walks away.
The two each pick up their forks and gets some of the tiramisu. Beca holds it up as if toasting and they clink their forks together. "Bon appetit," Beca says putting the bite in her mouth.
The moan that comes from Beca's mouth has Chloe squirming in her seat. "Oh my God," Beca says. "That is, so, I can't find words to describe it."
Chloe is still hearing the moan in her head and her brain is suddenly in a fog. She finally clears the haze in her brain and says, "I told you it was fantastic."
They finish their dessert and Beca pays the bill. Just before Beca put her jacket on Chloe got to see the back of her dress. Or should I say, her back, since the dress was open down to Beca's waist. Chloe could fully see the floral tattoo that was on Beca's right shoulder. She also saw another tattoo that was just words but she didn't get a good look at it before Beca finished putting her jacket on. "I can't believe I missed those when I interrupted her in the shower," Chloe thinks.
"Where to now?," Chloe asks intertwining her fingers with Beca's.
Beca just smiled and said, "We have a short little walk and we'll be at our next destination."
Chloe knew the area and smirked at Beca and said, "We're going to Don's Den, aren't we?"
"How did you know?," Beca asked.
"Well, it's my favorite place near here," Chloe answered. "And you said you did your research. It wasn't hard to figure out."
Beca laughed. She didn't say anything more and they walked to their next destination in silence.
Beca looked around when they walked in. It wasn't your typical bar but it wasn't a fancy club either. They had a huge dance floor with tables scattered around. There was also a bar that ran the entire length of one side of the building and half way down the side. There were bar stools along the entire length. Beca saw a free table near the dance floor and directed Chloe over to it. A waitress came by and Chloe ordered a vodka and cranberry while Beca opted for a Coke.
"You aren't drinking?," Chloe asked when the waitress walked away.
"Not right now," Beca said. "I'm feeling the effects of those two and a half glasses of wine I drank at the restaurant. Since I'm driving as well, I'll probably just have a beer in a little bit and then stick to Coke for the rest of the night. Feel free to continue to drink if you want."
"Are you trying to get me drunk," Chloe teases.
"Believe me," Beca said. "If I were going to have my way with you, I'd want it to be sober so we can both enjoy and remember the experience."
Chloe blushes slightly and laughs. The waitress brings their drinks and Beca asks if she can run a tab or do they need to pay as they go. The waitress said she would run a tab.
The girls are enjoying their drinks when a DJ starts spinning. "Let's dance," Chloe says jumping up and reaching out her hand to Beca.
"That's what we're here for," she says and follows Chloe onto the dance floor.
They dance to 4 or 5 songs before Beca calls a time out. "Wow," she says. "You have got some serious moves Ms. Beale."
"You are half bad yourself, Ms. Mitchell," Chloe says. Beca waves the waitress over and orders another vodka and cran for Chloe and a beer for herself.
It's only a few minutes before Chloe is ready to hit the dance floor again. The song ends and a slow song begins. Beca grabs one of Chloe's hands and takes her own hand and puts it around Chloe's waist. She pulls her slightly closer and Chloe puts her other hand on Beca's shoulder and leans her chin on it. Beca leads the dance moving to the slow beat. She pulls Chloe closer and whispers in Chloe's ear, "This is nice."
Chloe shudders as Beca's breath hits her ear when she speaks. She swallows and whispers back to Beca, "Yes, it is."
The slow dance finishes and they head back to their table holding hands. Their drinks are waiting for them and Chloe downs hers in two gulps. Beca notices and gives Chloe a smirk and a wink.
Chloe inhales deeply and looks away from Beca. The only thought going through her mind is "I am so screwed."
