The Charm of Lou Miller

The Turning Point

Yourself and Lou had just gone to meet Claude and to put it politely scared him half to death, as a child you grew up knowing exactly how to fight and when it came to scumbags like Claude. Well, you were willing to put them to use. Lou was brilliant. She transformed into this protective lioness prowling on her prey, she had her hand on the front of your leg almost to try and defend you from his scheming mind. And even though you didn't need her, deep down inside you loved it. Her hand on your leg, her fingers just centimetres away from touching your skin and the palms clutching at your thigh like a safety net.

"Agh that was hilarious, y/n !" Lou exclaims as she shuts the car door.

You can't help but look into her eyes and hers are looking back at you and what feels like into your soul, and you become anxious because of the way she's looking at you that she knows that you feel something for her. The fear of the unknown that she might feel something back has you pleading to ask... its on the tip of your tongue. And then you say.

"Ahahah, yes that was fabulous... Did you see his face?" You giggle.

You put your hand on the gear stick ready to go and she brushes her hand on top of yours... You bring your eyes up to meet hers watching you, she's smiling. With that great smile, her lips... just right there almost waiting for you to...

"I'm so glad we did that for Deb." You say quickly pulling your hand away and tucking your hair behind your ear.

What if I'm just imagining this, I cannot embarrass myself or Deb! What if I make a move and she doesn't go for it and then I have to see her every single day and work with her. I can't. I can't. I just can't... but what if she feels the same, what if she's waiting for me. She's the one that put her hand on my leg and then on top of my hand, she's the one that keeps giving lingering looks and... great now she's biting her lip...

"How about some food, I know this divine place... my treat." Lou says with her eyes scanning you, taking every single detail of you in.

"Yes... that would be lovely. We have time."

The silence on the way to the restaurant is eating you alive however it makes what you feel is sexual tension sharper than ever. Surely, you can't be overthinking this. It wouldn't be this obvious.

Lou leads as you go into the restaurant and you get to the front desk.

"Reservation for two, under Miller." She glances at you and looks away.

The waitress guides you to your seat, in this grand restaurant. Thankfully, you were dressed for the occasion because you had just been to an event at Claude's gallery.

You're wearing a black and white striped strapless dress that comes down to your calves and black high heels. Lou... Lou looks dashing. She's wearing a leopard print top that goes down into a V with chains caressing her chest, and a black blazer and trousers.

You reach your table, Lou slides her hand down your back and winks at you. She comes behind you and pulls out your chair and slides you in to the table.

She sits down opposite you... with a devilish smile.

"So... what do you think?" She raises her hand showing off the high painted ceilings with the pillars reaching the roof.

You're speechless.

"It's... it's... wait did you say reservation?" You snap back into reality.

She didn't bring me here on a whim... she made a reservation. For this beautiful, grand, expensive restaurant. You're heart is in your throat and suddenly all the noise of the background conversation turns to muffled sounds like you're underwater. You feel like your breath is escaping you. Does she feel...