“What is taking the French dick so long? I told him exactly which damn store they were in. How hard is it to find someone and seduce.”
“There you my daughter! Jeez if I knew you were just going to pout the whole time, I would left you at the hotel.” Kat turned to the two returning women. Eyes opening in surprise but quickly catching herself, to Astrid’s return as well. Chalking it up to that cabby getting distracted. She forced a smile looking down at her feet.
“I’m sorry mother, it was just due to jetlag. Guess I didn’t as much rest as I should of. So, my apologies to both of you for my behavior.” It took all of Astrid’s willpower to not roll her eyes at this. This bitch exactly knew the game they were trying to play. And in the best way she could, she would of tell the Woodlins daughter to shove it where the sun don’t shine. Opting against it for the sake of Kathy. “Why don’t we call it for today so I can grab a much needed nap. I don’t wish to ruin the rest of our day out mother.” Huggin her apologetic offspring Kathy nodded.
“ It has been a bit of a busy first day. So if it is all right with you Astrid. Would you mind we reschedule?”
“Not at all Mrs. Woodlins. I’m getting a bit tired myself, and I’m sure the boys will be back soon. I for one will for sure want some rest for that.” The trio exchanged jiggles, though Kat’s were obviously forced. Hailing for another cab, this one luckily not driven by a creep. The group return to their hotel, in a timely fashion. The women said their goodbyes, with Kathy and Astrid hugging and Kat being back inside without a word.
“It was quite enjoyable and I simply can’t wait for our next girls day out. Hopefully someone will be a little bit more ready for it next time.” No need for clarifying who the older women could be possibly talking about. Astrid smiled and nodded before waving bye. Once out of sight, her back was quickly pressed against the wall. Her breathing heavy, and a hand covering her mouth. Trying her best to conceal a wide uncontrollable grin. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped at her bags of newly acquired clothes. The rush, it was back and oh how she missed it. Sure, not the cleanest execution but hey still not bad. Presentation was not her strong suit, for that being more up Michael’s.... alley. Sucking in a deep breath, only to be startled out of it by her phone going off. Cursing as he choked on air slightly. Finally looking at her cell to see Michael’s name and picture flashing before her. Once regaining her composure, Astrid answered.
“Hey Mike! Hope the meeting went well.” A sigh and almost auditable eye roll answered. Maybe one day he can get her to just call him Michael. Till then it was a project for later.
“Hello Mon Cher. Yes, it went very well, and a deal has been made. The Director has invited you, The Woodlins, and I to a celebratory dinner. They are quite a delight and I’m sure you both will get along.” Michael paused has a hushed voice that could faintly be heard in the background. “Right thank you.” he responded to the disembodied voice. “Sorry darling. Our ride back to the hotel is here. Should be arriving in 20 minutes or so. Ill see you in our room.” The lover exchanged their goodbyes, and Astrid hung up. Her breathing had calmed down as it always had around the writer. With a deep calming breath of air, she pushed off the wall to the elevator. Getting off at her floor and walking the 100 or so feet to her door. Astrid entered and tossed her shopping bags on the bed.
“A shower is probably a good idea. Don’t think I got any blood on me but better safe than sorry.” Disrobing as she entered the bathroom. A trail of clothes following behind her. A nice way, if the sound of water running wouldn’t being enough. To let Michael know where she might be if he showed up before the pinked hair women exited. As the water ran and the steam filled the bathroom. Astrid slowly entered the stand up shower, through the sliding glass door. Adjusting the shower head to face the bench that aligned with the wall. Taking a seat and letting the hot water fall on her. Astrid’s head leaned back, as water droplets patted on her neck and chest. Eyelids covering the baby blue that adorned her eyes. Getting so lost in the relaxing feeling around them. Astrid didn’t even hear the door to their room open. Michael taking no time to put two and two together. He slowly and very quietly entered without his partner's knowledge. Approaching the sliding door, he opened it slowly. Not peaking in cause for a gentleman would never.
“So, is this show complimentary. Or will this be charged to my bill?” Astrid jumped in her seat, quickly crossing her legs and covering her chest.
“Damn it Mike! It’s called knocking!”
“My apologies Madam. I didn’t realize I had to knock to enter the bathroom to the room in which I’m paying for. Or that it was wrong to wish to see my girlfriend in her most natural form.”
“First of all Richard is paying for this room. Second, you see me in my “natural form” all the time! And third it’s just called being polite shit ass! Now if you don’t mind either get in or get out!” Picking up a bar of soap ready to toss it at him. Lucky she even gave him the choice. Michael chuckled as he closed the door to the shower. Astrid sighing rubbing the bridge of her nose. “I’ll be out in a.” The door reopened as Michael entered the shower. Now matching her choice of clothing, which was nothing.
This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.
“I do believe you mean we’ll be out in a moment~” His green eyes some how brighter without his glasses in the way. And his hair let go from its ponytail, Reaching slight past his shoulders. The door slowly closed as Astrid galped with a nervous smile.
“what about the dinner?” she asked afraid of the answer.
“We got time dear.” His smile widened. “Plenty of time.” In which they did before emerging to finally start getting ready for their dinner. Astrid stood before the mirror in their bathroom. Styling her hair with a scull on her face. Michael stepping into the doorway cleaning his glasses. “Oh come on darling. Are you going to be moody all throughout dinner?”
“Maybe I will after the stunt you just pulled. If you wanted to wash my back you could of asked.”
“But isn’t better to just do something nice for someone you care for? Or are you mad cause you thought something else was going to happen~?” Michael snickered, while Astrid blushed before throwing a hairbrush at him. Barely dodge said object with a grin. “Way to give yourself away my dear. Never knew I was dating such a dirty bird~” Astrid rolled her eyes before starting on her makeup.
“Whatever peeping tom. Just get ready and can you bring me the bag on the bed? I got a dress I want to wear tonight while I was out.” Turning to the bed, he saw the very bag. Reaching for the bag, Astrid purse fell to the floor. A knife sliding out and to his feet. Reaching down to grab it, he stopped when the smell of copper hit his nose. With a raise of his eyebrow, he picked up the object. Looking over it before flipping the blade out. Upon a closer look he noticed a small pinkish hu to the blade where it met the handle. Looking to the bathroom to see if Astrid had sight of him. He stood up before pushing the knife into his suitcase. Picking up the original item for him to grab. He brought her item, closing the door behind him for her to change. Michael did the same, going for a simple white button up, and black slacks. Going for rolled up sleeves for he didn’t think this dinner would be too fancy. As he tied his hair back up, Astrid exited finishing herself. The dress she had chosen sat just below her knees. A strapless white and black striped numbers. Hugging her curves softly without being too constricting. Michael’s eyes widened and jaw would be on the floor if this was an old school cartoon. “Jeez Mike mind cleaning up that droll?” Astrid teased taking a seat on the edge of the bed. Pulling a pair of black short heels from another bag.
“I wasn’t drooling dear. Simply admiring a priceless piece of art like anyone would.” All this earned him was a smirk.
“Whatever you say perv.” Getting on each heel, returning to her feet. Crossing the room to other, placing a hand on his chest. “But thank you Mike. It’s a good start to sucking up.” kissing his chin, grabbing her purse, and headed over to the door. “Now lets get a move on. Spending a day with Kat is tiring and I’m hungry as hell.” Michael just chuckled and nodded. The two departing off to the lobby. The Woodlins and a limo awaited them. Climbing in a no less then Awkard ride that was a carbon copy of when they first arrived to Paris. Luckily this one being a much shorter ride. Arriving and pulling up to the entrance of an upscale French bistro. None other than Antoinette waited, wearing the same red dress from before, and a small pair of reading glasses balanced on her nose. A valet rushed over, opening the door. Each passenger exited one by one. First being Kat and Kathy, the younger looking almost degusted that the valet offered his hand. Kathy on the other hand happily taking it and thanking the man. Richard was the next who slipped a hundred Euros into his vest pocket. Michael was next before offering his own hand to help Astrid out. Valet closed the door and the limo pulled away.
“Accueillir! Michael and Richard is a pleasure to see you both again. Now who are these fine dames you have brought with you?” Michael stepped forward.
“The pleasure is all ours!” he leaned down as they exchanged cheek kisses. Astrid’s and Kat’s almost mirrored as they both raised an eyebrow. Standing back up, Michael motioned to the group. “That over there is Richard’s lovely family. His wife Kathy, and his daughter Kat.” The shortest of the women hurried over shaking Richard’s hand, then pulled Kathy and kat down to greet both with a kiss on the cheek. Kat looking annoyed, but Kathy returning the greetings. As they did so, the younger man walked over to his plus one. His hand found her waist and brought her over to the director. “And this lovely woman is my girlfriend, Astrid.” The taller of the two women smiled awkwardly. Readying herself to be pulled down into the greeting the others got. But was surprised when her hand was simply taken then shook.
“Lovely for sure Monsieur. It’s a pleasure to meet you as well Astrid.” Astrid looked to Michael then back to Antoinette.
“Merci Miss?”
“Antoinette Petit. I am the director of the firm that has invited you all out to France. I’m glad you have all made it and I hope you’ve enjoyed your stay.” A mix of responses came from everyone. “Now please! Mangeons!” Only Michael and Astrid stepping forward as Miss Petit headed towards the door. The couple looked back to the family.
“She said lets eat.” Astrid being the one to answer. Michael smiled at Astrid, happy those lessons before coming here worked out.
“Whoops my apologies everyone. You are correct Astrid! I have a table ready and waiting for us!” Now up to speed the Woodlins followed in for their night of celebration. Which was about to be the real beginning to their stay in the hexagon city.