Finally! Fanfiction is allowing me to update. Sorry for the delay, but school and work and a certain person have been demanding a lot of my time. Here is the new chapter though! Hope you all like it.

Thanks for all of the previous reviews. I'm glad they're so positive.

Disclaimer: Nope still don't own Charmed.

Chapter 03. Effects of a Little Black Dress.

She stood in front of the mirror, frowning slightly before she leaned forward and carefully applied a second layer of waterproof mascara so that she'd create the smokey-eye look of which Simon said it suited her so well. When done she took a step back to admire the result and she tilted her head to the side slightly when she realised that something was missing. Of course, lipstick. She walked over to the laundry basket and rummaged through her bag which sat on top of it.

After a couple of seconds she finally located a small stick in the bottom of the bag and she took it out only to walk back to the mirror and apply the fire red make up to her lips. She lightly rubbed her lips together and then took another glance in the mirror. Perfect. She tossed the lipstick back into her bag and walked out of the tiny bathroom to meet Simon in her bedroom. He was sitting on the bed sideways, looking through the clothes she'd laid out on the bed.

Right: Definitely yes, Middle: Maybe and Left: Definitely not.

''Paige, wear this.'' Simon held up a simple black dress, one she'd once bought for a 'Little Black Dress' theme at some random club in town. She ignored him and walked straight to her bed and looked through the 'definitely yes' pile.

''Wear this. Come on. This dress wants to be picked for your date. You get to show of your legs.''

''Simon, that dress can't possibly want to be picked.''

''Why not?''

''Because it's an inanimate object.'' She said and held up a brown coloured strapless top. If she combined it with her new short blazer and a pair of jeans she'd look fine.

''Okay, woman, you're wrong. Listen to it.'' Her gay friend held the dress closer to her ear and raised his voice to a high pitched tone.

''Pick me! Pick me! I'll make you look fabulous!'' He shook the dress in front of her eyes lightly causing her to laugh. With a roll of her eyes she took the dress out of his hand and dropped the top in the process.

''Fine, I'll try it on. No promises, though.''

Thirty minutes later exactly she found herself walking down the street dressed in the dress Simon had picked for her, a pair of high heeled red pumps and her new black blazer covering her bare shoulders making sure she didn't look too much for a simple lunch date. Even if she was sure that she did, but Simon had insisted that she looked great and had pointed out that if she was going to change her outfit now she'd be late.

That man could be really annoying sometimes. Yet she couldn't help but adoring him. With a small sigh she swung her bag over her shoulder and stopped, waiting for the traffic lights to turn green and allow her to walk. The café in which she was meeting her date was only about twenty meters away now and normally she would've been nervous for a date. This time however she wasn't.

Maybe it was because she didn't really have high expectations of men nowadays. That was mainly the reason why she hadn't wanted to wear the dress that highlighted her legs. She didn't need man drooling all over her body and falling far her because she worked out at the gym twice a week and watched what she ate. She wanted them to fall for her because of her personality. Not that she had the urge to be dating any kind of man at the moment. She was only doing it for Simon and even then he'd still forced her. Apparently there was enough reason for her to meet him. He'd been sure she'd like him.

When the traffic lights turned green she crossed the street quickly and walked towards the café. Many people were sitting outside on this sunny Wednesday in may and Paige's eyes scanned the crowded place for a man dressed in a white shirt. Years ago she'd sworn never to go on a blind date again, but she guessed this one wasn't completely blind since Simon knew the man. She just hoped he wasn't fifty.

''Paige?'' A male voice halted her train of thoughts and she stopped, turning to where the voice had come from. Next to the pavement, at a small round table, sat a handsome blonde man dressed in an immaculate white shirt and a matching smile. He got to his feet and walked towards her, extending his hand formally. A small smile formed on her face and she shook his hand gently, stepping onto the café's area.

''I'm Ron. Nice yo meet you, Paige. You look great.'' He said and let go of her hand to pull her chair back slightly so she could sit down.

''Thank you. Nice to meet you too.'' She sat down and scooted her chair slightly closer to the table before crossing her legs and sitting her bag down. Maybe this date wouldn't be as bad as she thought it'd be.

The glasses on the table shook when Ron banged his fist on top of it, not too hard, but still hard enough to cause Paige to scoot backwards slightly. He was laughing and she was starting to regret making him do it. The guy had been perfectly nice and charming but his laugh was simply terrifying.

''God, that's the funniest thing I've ever heard, Paige.'' He told her, hiccuping slightly while he waved the waitress over. He sighed heavily and smiled at the petite blonde girl who walked up to their table holding a small notebook and a pen.

''Could we get another drink please? Another OJ for me and Paige? Another water?'' He looked at the woman sitting in front of him, but she shook her head smiling slightly.

''No, really I've had enough. Thanks.'' Maybe she was being too picky but she wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. Ron's laugh had caused many people to shoot her strange glares and she could just feel the shame creeping up her cheeks. Ron had found the blushing cute yet he hadn't known she was blushing because she was embarrassed.

''All right, just an OJ then.'' Ron said the waitress and she nodded friendly noting his order before walking off. Paige noticed that her date couldn't stop himself from checking the waitress' legs out which was the final straw for her. So it had only taken two, but she wasn't about to date a guy with a weird laugh and who obviously wasn't going to like her personality above her body. Leaning down slightly she pretended to drop something into her bag and took out her cellphone at the same time making sure that Ron wouldn't notice. She kept it just under the table and flipped it open, clicking her way to Simon's name and sending him a quick text.

She kept her eyes from looking at her phone all the time and flipped it shut after quickly glancing if the message had been sent. After that she dropped her phone back into her bag and leant her elbow on top of the round table, smiling.

''So tell me why is that a lawyer doesn't have to work on a normal weekday?'' Pretending to be interest, that would work best. So he wouldn't get hurt or suspicious when she had to leave suddenly because her kid had gotten mysteriously ill.

''Oh I'm at the top of my job. I was able to arrange a couple of hours off to meet the gorgeous woman Simon told me I would like.''

Paige forced a small flattered laugh.

''Aw, that's sweet.'' Not. That was sucking up. He wanted something. He smiled at her and reached out to place his hand on top of hers when the shrill ring of Paige's phone interrupted him. She pulled her hands away quickly and sent him her best fake I'm sorry' look.

''I really have to take that. Simon said he would call if something was wrong. Sorry.'' Once again she reached down and grabbed her phone, turning away from the table slightly while she answered it.

''Yes?''

''You're not seriously going to tell me that you don't like him, Paige! I mean I know his laugh is absolutely horrifying but he's nice! And from what I've heard amazing in bed.''

''Really? And you can't handle it alone? Simon you're a grown man.''

''God you're just too picky for words. The dress worked though didn't it? I mean you almost turned me straight.''

''Okay if he's asking for me then I'll come over. I'll be there in fifteen.'' She flipped her phone shut experiencing no trouble to keep an amused smile from her face. Simon would want to know every detail once she got home.

''Ron.'' She started as she picked up her bag.

''I'm really sorry, but Henry is not feeling well and he really wants me to be there. I'm sorry I had a great time, though.'' She scooted her chair back and got to her feet. He was watching her with a pair of disappointed eyes but then got up as well and walked towards her.

''Will I see you again? I mean I had a great time too. You're good company.'' And as he said that he glanced her body up and down.

''I'll get Simon to give you my number. I'll talk to you soon. Bye Ron.'' She smiled and walked off not releasing the sigh of relief before she was at least fifty metres away from the café. Thank god for gay best friends.

She pulled her bag over her shoulder and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear when a deep male voice just behind her startled her slightly and caused her to glance over her shoulder, curious at who the voice belonged to.

''Nice one. I'm sure he believed that. He didn't look too bright.''

Paige could almost literally feel her mouth drop all the way to the pavement. No way in hell she just ran away from a stupid man to run into her ex.

''What the hell are you doing here?''

''Hi to you too. Wow, you look great. Can't believe I let you go.''

To be Continued...

So? Got the fourth chapter finished, now I just need to work on the next one.