Hello ! Here is new chapter. I hope you will like it ! Please, don't hate me for this chapter… I swear that things will move in the next ones !

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Charles held the door open for Chloé. She was looking at the ceiling, clearly impressed.

"Mr Carson. I have a reservation."

"Yes, the table for four that became two?" the young waiter asked shyly.

"Yes, that's it." Charles had asked to Chloé to call the restaurant during the trip.

"This way, please."

Charles turned to Chloé and let her walk before him. He put his hand in the small of her back. Chloé looked at him and smiled. She was wearing heels and was almost as tall as him. He smiled back at her. It was the first time that he was dating a woman that tall and he rather liked it.

"Sometimes…"

Charles let Chloé sit before he sat himself in front of her.

"Charles, this place is amazing! Thank you for inviting me." She patted his hand. "I'm sorry that your daughters could not come though."

"It's alright. I'm glad you're here." He squeezed her knuckles with his thumb.

"Charles, are you really okay? I mean, you stayed a long time with your ex-wife and then I saw her boyfriend coming in. I know we never discuss it, but it's not because I don't care about you…"

Charles stayed silent for a moment. He was not in love with Chloé, but seeing Elsie happy with her boyfriend made him realize that it was probably time to give Chloé a chance.

"Chloé, I won't lie to you. It's hard to see her. We have spent lot of years together. We were friends before we were married and knew each other even before been friends, and now… Well, it's weird to see her with someone else, that she seems happy with… that we're no longer a family…" Charles squeezed her hand again, and Chloé nodded. He shook his head. "Do you want some wine?" Charles changed the subject.

"Yes, please. And I'm famished, maybe we could order at the same time?"

"Absolutely."

Charles called the waiter. They ordered, and Charles excused himself and made his way to the toilets. When he came back, their glasses were filled were filled with wine. Chloé stood, bent down to kiss his cheek and went to wash her hands. Charles was drinking when she sat back. Charles and Chloé were chatting when something caught her eyes.

A couple just came into the restaurant. The woman had taken off her coat, and it was her maroon dress that Chloé had noticed. When she looked up and saw who the woman was, her eyes widened, but she quickly recovered. She didn't want Charles to notice her. Chloé had seen Elsie on some pictures that he'd shown her.

"She is beautiful… But I'm younger. And, she let him go. Her loss, my gain…" Chloé continued to smile at Charles. She would not let his ex-wife ruin their evening together.

One of the waiters led the couple to a table. Chloé tried to not look too much, afraid that Charles would notice. Where the other couple was sitting, Charles's back was to Elsie, so Chloé could see Elsie and Charles at the same time.

"Perfect!" Chloé thought and smiled brightly at Charles.

He was talking about a new case, not that Chloé liked his talks about his work, but tonight, she would be the best audience ever. She had her chin on her hands and nodded from time to time.

When Charles dropped his napkin, Chloé looked at Elsie and saw her opened her eyes wide. Elsie had caught Charles's profile, but he hadn't seen her. Chloé looked at Elsie straight in the eyes and did her best bright smile. Elsie smiled shyly and looked away.

"Beth? Are you listening?" Joe asked.

"What? Oh, yes, yes, sorry."

Elsie could see Charles's back every time she looked at Joe, and that was very annoying. She saw when Chloé patted Charles's hand on the table and saw when he turned his hand to squeeze hers.

"Are you sure you don't want some wine?" Joe asked as he picked up the bottle.

"You know what? I think that I will take some, yes."

Joe put some wine in Elsie's glass. She picked it up and drank it all. She gave it back to Joe. He laughed and filled it again.

"Well, you will be tipsy before the end of the evening."

She looked at Charles's table before answering. When she saw him kiss Chloé's hand, she turned her attention back on Joe.

"You will like me tipsy… Don't worry," she answered smiling. Joe arched an eyebrow.

"I like you like that…"

"Like what?"

"Flirting."

Elsie smiled and patted Joe's hand across the table. She could feel Chloé's eyes on her. The two women spent the evening looking at each other discreetly.

Joe was talking to Elsie while waiting for the card of desserts. She was almost listening when she saw something. Chloé had one foot out of her shoe.

"Oh, no… She would not…" Elsie screamed to herself. Then she saw it. Chloé put her foot on Charles's ankle. Then, she made it go from there to his knee where she stopped when Charles tensed. He bent a little on the table to talk to her, and Elsie thought that he would ask her to remove her foot. But Chloé simply smiled at whatever he had said and nodded. She moved her foot again, but Elsie could not see it because it was too high on Charles's leg. The waiter came and gave to Elsie and Joe their menus.

Elsie was tired and very annoyed by the other couple. She wanted to go home and to bed. So she quickly made a plan. It was not very smart, but she was almost sure that it would work. She could feel the effects of wine and it was a nice sensation. Joe was reading his menu. Elsie bent down a little on the table which made her breasts push against her décolleté.

"Joe?"

"Yes?" He said without looking up.

"Wrong start…" she said while she pushed her fingertips in his sleeve, caressing the skin of his wrist. At that, he looked up and looked straight at her breasts. His eyes were stuck there for a few seconds before he looked up to her face, smiling widely.

"Yes, what did you wonder?"

Elsie let her hand move higher in Joe's sleeve.

"I wondered if you would like to take your dessert at my home rather than here?"

Joe bent down, which made her fingers push father up in his sleeve.

"Babe, you go ahead and fetch our coats. I'll pay the bill."

Elsie didn't have time to respond because Joe was already up, searching for the waiter. Elsie stood too and turned quickly when she saw Charles kissing Chloé. She put her coat on, and Joe arrived only seconds later. He put his own coat on his arm and took Elsie's hand in his and led them out of the restaurant.

He took out his keys and climbed in his car. Elsie had just sat when he started driving.

"You seem in a hurry…" Elsie said teasingly. Joe looked at her, and Elsie saw it, the expression he had when he wanted her. His eyes were dark and he became red in the face.

"I am actually…" Joe answered, his eyes now fixed on the road, and Elsie laughed. She was thankful for all the wine that she had drunk. It would give her some courage to take her revenge on the Frenchy; and forget her.

When they arrived at her place, she could tell Joe was excited, and, if she was honest, so was she. She was only a woman after all…

When they reached her front door, she searched for her keys in her purse, and Joe's hands were on her hips, her bottom. Elsie dropped her keys and bent down to fetch them. Her bottom pushed right in Joe's groin, and he groaned. Elsie smiled, grabbed her keys, put them in the lock, and pushed her bottom against Joe again. Her palms were flat against the door and she pushed herself against him two or three times more.

"Hurry up, Beth. I want my dessert." He whispered in her ear. Elsie turned in his arms, her back against the still-closed door. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him. He was the same height as her, and it was nice to date someone like that.

"Sometimes…"

This time, it was Joe who pushed against her and she opened the door. She led them to her bedroom and locked her door. She pushed him on the bed and straddled him.

"I DO like you drunk."

"I've told you so…" Elsie laughed before kissing him.