Chapter 13: The Night Started.
Meanwhile, that night, in the house of the Carrera-McQueen family, they lived a more or less similar story.
Sitting in front of the dressing table in her matrimonial room, Sally dressed very elegant for going to dinner with Francesco, a sky blue short skirt dress fitted in the body, without straps, showing enough skin, but without being vulgar. With matching heels, long loose hair, light makeup and a few accessories, a very thin chain choker, a pair of drop-earrings, a silver bracelet on her right wrist and of course, her wedding ring. Well, she did not need much, she was a very attractive woman.
Lightning watched her standing under the doorway, while gently rocking the baby in his arms, although he saw her before with that ensemble for a night a few weeks ago, in which they had a free time going out to their own amusement and this Dinner was only between friends. He could not help feeling that jealousy burned his insides and more.
He hoped that after this, the Italian guy would disappear from their lives for a long, long season.
- You look so beautiful, Sal... - McQueen said in a calm and soft voice.
-Thank you. - She replied, smiling candidly through the reflection of the mirror, soon stood up to look for her jacket, after putting a few drops of perfume on the neck and wrists.
Sally walked to McQueen, bowing her head a little, kissing their son on the forehead. The boy looked at her calmly, with tired eyes, almost asleep in his father's arms.
-I'm leaving. Are you sure you do not want me to call Flo to help you? - Asked the woman, now looking at her husband in the eyes, placing money in her small handbag with rectangular shape, and silver color.
-Go quiet, as I told you before, I'll personally call Flo if it's really necessary, I do not feel like bothering now. I can take care of Lance perfectly. - McQueen smiled, very sure.
-Well, I'm saying this because it happened on the occasions that they call you to fix work matters at night... I know, I could even ask Cruz... - Sally had no idea that Jackson and Cruz were inside the plans of that night. And she wanted to continue talking with Lightning, for some reason, she did not want to leave her family.
When suddenly, the recognizable horn of one of the powerful Ferrari of Francesco, began to sound.
The egocentric Italian man had arrived and was waiting outside for his companion.
-Sally, go now, he's waiting for you. - Lightning insisted. -I do not need that fool to despair and retaliate with the horn, I do not want him to make Lance nervous.-
-Okay, you right. - The woman sighed to relax.
But at least she did not want to leave without kissing her husband first and for that action, she took her long seconds, kissing his lips passionately, until leaving him impregnated with her pink lipstick.
When she separated and opened her eyes again to look at her work of art, she laughed, finally getting going.
-I love you both, see you later. - Sally said to her two loves and went down the stairs to the main entrance.
Until goes into Francesco's car.
McQueen looked at them through the bedroom window on the second floor, took one of the small hands of his son to pretend to be saying goodbye to her, Sally returned the gesture, when the car started the engine again, the former American racer stared at them until they were lost by the main street of Radiator Springs, towards the road to WW. Motel.
It seemed like it was going to be, a very long night.
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In another car, on the way to the Motel, Cruz watched through the passenger window, outside the dark landscape but illuminated by the stars looked curiously, magically.
-I feel a little strange when I'm the copilot. - She said, not referring to what she looked at.
-It should be your turn, it touched me when we came in your funny coupe car. - Jackson was looking on the road, other cars came behind and some others who were coming back down to the town on the opposite road.
The car lights were the only artificial illuminations that could be seen on that side. He drove with caution.
-Don't you burn inside when driving slowly? –
-Yes, a little, but it's okay for me to stick to the laws... Even if you do not believe it, I have respect for certain things. - And really, he was in no hurry to get to meet Francesco and Sally. Jackson wondered if they would already be there.
Cruz now watched the young man carefully, she was the one who wanted to know him more, until that moment, she did not know whether to confirm if had found any big change on him. Everything he said was safe, and arrogant.
Although yes... The word "Respect" was equivalent to something big...
-Something happens? - Jackson looked at her sideways, noticed her eyes on his person.
-Ah... No, no, it is nothing... - She smiled shyly and blushed.
-Ramírez... -
-Yes? –
- Are you a fanatic of crabs? -
She was surprised by the question, which at the same time left her perplexed.
- Why is that question? - She smiled stupidly.
-Sometimes I heard McQueen talking to you about that in the pits. -
-Ah! Haha... That... Well, well... Let's say I find them tender. - She continued with that smile on her face and looked out the window again. Was not going to explain that it was a strategy on the track, maybe he would find it ridiculous, and maybe he would even think that she was ridiculous.
But Jackson just showed her a slight smile.
-This place has something very special... At night it seems to transform. - He added.
Cruz said nothing, only nodded, although she was also very curious about that sudden docile character of him.
She did not know whether to feel good or bad about the fact that there was not much way left to reach their destination.
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Meanwhile, Sally and Francesco walked to the elegant restaurant of WW Motel and asked for a table for two, near the bar and almost hidden away from the curious eyes.
Minutes before, while they were on the road, the Italian man accelerated and passed many cars that night, including Jackson's.
Because, for what having a powerful sports car and not use those horsepower? It was what Francesco thought.
They ordered a light dinner and a very expensive bottle of champagne, which was served immediately.
The place filled its public that night, the employees worked untiring, just as the owner now present, she liked, everyone in charge very efficient.
-I think I forgot to say, that you are incredibly divine tonight, Sally. - The Italian guy commented with a flirtatious smile, which went perfectly with his attire of two pieces, without tie and black shoes of exclusive brand.
-Thank you very much, Francesco. You also look good. - The light-eyed woman returned the gesture, taking her glass of champagne between her hands, lifting it towards her table companion. - Do you want to toast for that? –
- Sure ... - He answered.
But when the veteran racer was going to take his drink, his hand drifted down the side of it and pushed it without noticing, spilling the liquid on the table. It did not matter because his eyes were fixed, watching intently in the direction of the bar.
- Francesco? - Sally called him, for a moment seemed alien to reality.
Suddenly the dark haired man left the table and quickly went to the bar. His right arm rose forward to take a person's shoulder.
-You... - Said who his dark brown eyes were nailed blinded in his target, reaching the bare skin of the shoulder of that woman, which wearing a sleeveless dress.
The girl sitting at the bar, who had a long red haired pigtail tied up high, turned around with surprise.
-Yes? - She asked.
He watched her carefully... and no, it was not the person he thought she was...
-No... I'm sorry, I thought, you were someone I know, sorry lady. - Already apologized to the unknown red-haired girl sitting at the bar, he returned with Sally.
Francesco sat down, not realizing there was a waiter cleaning the mess he left with the champagne glass. His hostess observed him confused as well as several curious people who soon returned to their own affairs.
-You're good? -
-What? Oh! Yes... yes, do not worry. - Answered the Italian man, returning from his impossible.
-"It's logical, she could not have come all this way, of course not."- Francesco was convinced with that, smiling to himself. For a second, Sally thought he had gone a little mad.
-I just thought it was someone I knew. - He told her to stop looking at him in that way that gave him certain chills. -Don't see me like that, I have not lost a screw. -
- Tell me about her... - Immediately requested the companion, as soon as the waiter cleaned everything and left. Smiling mischievously, with her elbows on the table, her chin resting on her hands, her fingers encircling the cheeks, ready to receive an interesting story.
-Tell you of whom? - He wanted to do the unaware, looking at her innocently.
-I think that such a reaction deserves only someone you really want to find. - Sally, activating her feminine sensors that sensed certain sensations. It went up and down the eyebrows automatically.
He shrugged and picked up his newly filled glass of champagne.
- Nothing happens, let's go back to where we stay. Yes? - Francesco asked.
Another waiter returned with a tray where inside he brought their dinner.
A moment more of: "Just in time to break the chain of the uncomfortable topic that you want to deal with."
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After that scene, at McQueen's house and his family everything was pretty quiet. The baby slept peacefully in the crib, Lightning took the opportunity to sit and watch television for a moment, on the Smart TV of the bedroom, and thus not get too far away from Lance.
He did a lot of zapping on more than 250 cable channels and did not want to see anything.
About to turn off the device, he remembered that Sally had bought a movie on Blu-Ray and had it stored in her nightstand next to the bed. He got up from the sofa and walked there lazily.
Pulled the film out of its place, looked at the box on both sides, when he read the contents of the preview on the back, he became disillusioned.
- "Story of a love triangle" ... Oh hell... Why does Sal like these things? I just hope it is not a bad omen. - He muttered the last sentence under his breath, thinking about the appointment of Sally and Francesco... But no, he should not, he trusted his wife... And although he was his friend, he did not trust Francesco too much, he shook his head to remove those false ones and returned to the sofa, thinking to see if it gave a chance to that repetitive plot's film.
Also really wanted to call Mater to be psychologically tortured together, but... Did not mean to bother him, much less because of Holley's condition.
To be continue...
Disclaimer:
-The canon characters belong to Cars © Disney-PIXAR.
-Lance McQueen is a character that belongs to me. © Shadoru.
-The story belongs to me originally. © Shadoru.
-Sorry my bad English.
(Author note: Maybe now I will publish a little slower for work reasons, also because I will start to study again, but for a couple of months. I'm going to try to write the chapter 14 this weekend and try to finish the fanfic before my time can be short than now… Thanks for the understanding and for following the story.)