Fascination

Part 13

Late in the afternoon, Anne arrived at home and found René resting in the mansion's garden with Céline talking each other.

- Hey! Are you there!

She kissed her father, then her friend, and sat in a chair.

- Are you better? - she asked worriedly.

- Yes. So much better ... I feel refreshed ... - she glanced at René, who diverted the conversation.

- And you darling? - He asked looking at his daughter.

- I had so much fun! Too bad you didn't go Céline ... There were a lot of cute boys ... - She said winking at Céline.

Rene looked sideways in disguise. Céline laughed at her friend.

- But they didn't interest me, I only have eyes for my love ...- Anne continued.

- By the way, I need to meet this guy who's been putting that smile on my girl face. - René spoke laughing kindly to Anne.

- Yes, Daddy. We'll have dinner sometime. - she answered. - Ah! And speaking of meeting things, Julie asked me to give it to daddy.

She took a rectangular red envelope from her purse. It had a golden seal on it. She handed it to René, who looked questioningly.

- It's an invitation to the Masquerade ball they. Julie turns eighteen and asked her parents for it. So they decided it last week. It will be next Saturday night. Of course we will go, right?

Rene sighed and looked at Anne suspiciously.

- Oh daddy! We won't undo it, Julie's parents have been your friends for so long ...

- Well, you're right. It's just that I'm not for party yet ...

- Daddy, Maman would want you to move on ... I know you will always love her ... But you need to focus on something other than work ... It would be good for you! - she said touching her father's arm.

Céline looked at him thoughtfully. He sighed and smiled at his daughter.

- All right, dear. He nodded.

Anne smiled and hugged him.

- Well, I'm going to take a shower! I'm tired ... I will be back soon. - she said getting up and leaving.

Céline looked at René. He seemed so far away ...

- Hey ...- she touched him lightly on the arm.

- You were sad when Anne spoke about your wife ...

He sighed.

- Forgive me...

- No ... Don't apologize, I understand ... You never talk about her ... I wanted to hear more about her ...

- Maybe one day I will tell you about her ... Now is not the time. - he said by touching her hand.

- That's right. I'm going upstairs and take a shower. I come back to put our pizzas in the oven. - she said winking at him.

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Céline kept admiring her dress there, on the bed. It was so beautiful ... So sensual ... She felt excited. In a few hours she would put it on. She remembered the day Anne-Marie and she had gone shopping their dresses. They were so beautiful ... She had been in doubt between two. And finally chose that one. It was a magnificent dress. It was a beautiful strapless black satin strapless, with a bulging cleavage that shaped the curve of her breasts perfectly. They seemed much bigger for this detail. The bust part was tight to the waist. The skirt part was evasé princess style. It went to the knee. At the waist was a band with a large red rose made of thin fabric. It was a beautiful dress. The shoes would be a thin red spiked velvet scarpin. And to accompany the set, she chose a black, all-worked mask that gave her a mysterious air, but also stood out on her white skin. Her eyes were beautiful through that mask. She loved every detail of that choice. And now she stood there admiring it all. She thought this vacation had been the best of her life. And that they were actually ending ... But She didn't want to think about any of that. She wanted to enjoy every minute that would be there ... with her man. When she thought of him, she smiled. Lately She've been like this. With a silly smile on her face. Anne even asked if she had met someone who would let her like that, dreaming, as she always said. She had denied of course. But the truth was, she felt different. When she looked in the mirror, she saw that her body had somehow changed. She felt more woman, stronger, more sensual ... And responsible for that wonderful change was her love. Her René. She thought of him and soon missed him. He decided to go down to his office, where he always stays at home. On Saturdays he spends all day there, reviewing documents. Taking advantage that Anne had left to go to the salon, she had not wanted to go because she wanted to produce herself. She loved to straighten her hair, make up, the sisters taught her a lot from a young age. She went downstairs and into the kitchen, she made tea, her mother always made for her father when he felt stressed. The magic herbs, as she called it. Always helps to relax. She put it in a cup and brought it to him.