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"Mum?"

"In my bedroom, Sybil."

Sybil opened the door of her mother's bedroom. Elsie was on her bed, her computer on her lap. She had her glasses on and papers all around her.

"Hmm, Mary called us, and she wanted to know if we can go out with them tonight."

Elsie looked up quickly from her computer.

"Them?"

"Mary, Matthew, Edith, and some other friends."

"Okay, and … ?" Elsie already had her eyes back on her screen.

"May we go?"

This time she did look up, laughed, and took her glasses off.

"Sybil, even if I appreciate that you're asking for permission, you are grown up now. I hardly have something to say…"

"Yes, but we don't know what time we will come back, and it's your house so…"

"So you will have to be quiet and not wake up your poor, old mother."

She didn't have the time to put her glasses back on before Anna was entering her bedroom.

"Poor, old mother who has a date with her boyfriend tonight…"

Elsie let her glasses drop on the bed and looked at her daughters who both had smiles on their lips.

"What? How on earth do you know that?"

"We heard you on your phone telling someone that yes, you will be ready when he will come, and that yes, your amazing daughters had arrived safe," Anna answered with a smile.

"Amazing daughters, hmm? Anyway, yes I have a dinner tonight, with Joe."

Sybil smiled before asking, "Why are you not ready then?"

"Oh, because my amazing daughters have been in the bathroom for the last two hours!"

The three of them laughed.

"Well, I put a dress on, and we're off, so you may go to the shower now."

"Oh, thank you so much, girls. Don't forget to take your keys and to close the door when you leave. Don't drink too much and…"

"We got it Mum! Same speech since we were 16."

"Alright, I'm sorry…" Elsie put her papers in order and closed her computer. She kissed both her girls before she headed to the bathroom.

She switched on her IPod, a present from her girls for Mother's Day. As she started to unpin her hair, she heard Sybil's teasing voice from the other side of the door.

"We're off Mum! Won't be here before 3 or 4 AM at least, so… enjoy your evening…"

Elsie didn't answer, just laughed at the cheek of her daughter, that she had inherited from… well… her mother.

"Goodnight, mum!" Anna added, Elsie could hear the smile in her daughter's voice.

"Bye, girls!"

Elsie put on an automatic playlist and started to undress. She checked the clock; she had one and half hours before Joe would be there.

"God, I must be quick!"

She turned on the water on and started washing her hair. She put her head back and enjoyed the hot water on her head and back.

"Charles! Shit! You scared me!" Elsie turned at the sound of the shower curtain being opened.

Charles put his arms around her waist and smiled down gently at her.

"Really? I'm sorry… Were you waiting for someone else?"

Elsie laughed and stopped to look at him. HER husband. Her husband, naked with her in the shower, with water running down his body, his hair, his chest…

Before Charles could add something, Elsie threw her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. To maintain their balance Charles let one arm around her waist and put the other one against the wall. When their kiss deepened even more Charles, with the want to have his hands free, lifted Elsie up and pushed her against the cold wall of the shower. Elsie gasped loudly at the sensation.

Elsie opened her eyes suddenly.

"Bloody hell! Focus, Elsie! You can't always let memories come back…"

She finished her shower and put a towel around her and in her damp hair. She opened her closet and sat on her bed. After 10 minutes of reflexion, she jumped on her feet.

"Alright! Let's go!"

She took her new pair of knickers and bra and chose a maroon dress before returning to the bathroom.

She was five minutes late on her timing. "Well, I never knew how to be on time."

"Why are you not dressed?" Elsie asked as she closed the front door.

"Well, I'm not naked, am I?" Charles answered amused.

"No, but I mean that it's almost 7.15 pm, that Violet and Igor are waiting for us at 8 pm and you're still sitting here, working. Charles, I don't want to be late…"

"We won't be late." Charles answered without looking up.

"Okay, so go and put your nice ass in a tux, Mr. Carson." Elsie said confidently.

This time, Charles did look up. He closed the file he was working on and stood up, walking close to Elsie, who was biting her lip.

"But if I'm seeing well, you're not dressed for tonight, either."

Charles and Elsie were close to each other now. She looked up at him.

"Well, I'm not naked, am I?" She tried to bite back a smile. Charles considered her for a moment before bending down and putting his arms around her thighs, throwing her on his right shoulder.

"No, but that can be resolved, Ms Hughes."

Elsie was still laughing when Charles threw her on their bed.

They were late that night.

Elsie smiled to herself in the mirror.

"WE never knew how to be on time…"

She shook her head and started putting on her dress. She then turned around and opened her make-up case. She put some blush on before putting her lipstick on. She put some black on her eyes; with it, her eyes were a deep shade of blue. Just like she liked.

She looked at herself in the mirror.

"Not so bad…" She smiled a little.

She unclipped her hair and passed her hand through it. She was taking her brush when she heard a knock on the door. Elsie quickly looked at the clock: 7.40 pm.

"He is early… I can't go there with my hair like that…" Elsie thought before shouting. "The door is open! I'm coming!"

She started brushing her hair. She heard the front door being opened, and then closed.

"Elsie?"

She stopped her movement. Her heart skipped a beat, and then started beating very fast and hard in her chest. She put her brush down and made her way to her living room. She opened the door and he was there. His back to her, his hands in the pockets of his tux. He was looking around and he turned at the sound of the door being closed. He was looking at the floor so when he turned, the first thing he saw was her bare feet and it made him smile. She had her eyes glued to him and his smile made her smile. She then asked very slowly, "Charles, what are you doing here?"