Jules had showered and given Ivy a bath after they got back from the office which wasn’t that long ago but she was tempted to take another bath and give Ivy another but decided against it.
She went into Ivy’s room which was next to hers, taking her cute simple pale pink gown that had just a tiny band at the waist, shoes diaper and a few other things. She took Ivy to her room, setting her on the bed, she changed her clothes, tidied her hair and placed a headband on her head. Placing her on the carpeted floor, she gave Ivy one of her dolls to keep her busy while she got ready.
Taking out a straight dark-blue gown from her closet and changing into it, she combed her hair and let it cascade past her shoulders. She applied mascara and some lipstick then slid her feet into her nude pumps and picked up a black clutch which had what she needed in it.
She looked at her reflection in the mirror and smiled.
Not bad at all.
She packed extra diapers in a bag with baby powder, lotion and sanitizer among other things. Picking Ivy up, grabbing the bag she went to the living room.
Ceaser got up when she was back in the living room.
“All done” She said walking towards him.
“Wow.” She heard Ceaser say and she looked up at him to find him checking her out not even bothering to hide it. She felt her body tingle under his accessing gaze.
“You look… amazing.” Ceaser’s gaze found hers after he let himself drink her in.
She looked different from the usual work clothes he was used to seeing her in and the way the gown fell just above her knee and outlined her curves was just right. But he knew, he knew she wasn’t trying to impress him with the bored look she had on as he checked out every inch of her body. She wore what she had and felt comfortable in and that almost made him smile.
“Thanks.” She said.
Silence filled the room and Jules found it too awkward to stay quiet anymore. Ceaser was enjoying watching her squirm.
“Here.” He said “Let me hold her.” He plucked Ivy from her arms.
“We should get going.” Jules went said walking ahead of him and opening the door. She shut and locked it behind her as Ceaser waited at the bottom stairs for her. “Oh. Do you have space for her car seat?” She asked him.
“I do.” He said.
“Okay. Hold on a second.” Jules walked to her car to get Ivy’s car seat. She walked to his car after she had locked hers, placing the car seat at the back of the car. Ceaser secured Ivy into the seat and shut the door moving to open Jules’ but she was already hopping in.
He smiled.
She was sending out a message which he got Loud and clear: she was capable of taking care of herself and Ivy.
Jules watched Ceaser round the car to the driver’s seat. He got in and started the engine.
He glanced at me with a smile on his lips. Jules forced a smile and looked behind to find Ivy playing with the hem of her dress, her favourite toy discarded.
Ceaser drove off.
“Where are we going?” Jules asked a while later.
“Somewhere.”
No shit Sherlock!
Jules rolled her eyes. “Does this place have a name?”
He glanced at me
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
“Fine” She left it at that.
Ceaser finally pulled up in front of a restaurant half an hour later, give or take.
“Stay.” He said before he got out and she sat there confused which went when he opened the door for her.
“Thanks.” She stepped out of the car and went to get Ivy out as he shut her door plucking Ivy out of her hands giving her room to adjusted Ivy’s bag on her shoulder.
“C’mon.” Jules felt his hand on the small of her back and it sent a shiver down her spine. Just then she saw the name of the restaurant and she was surprised.
It was a restaurant for the elite which only made Jules wonder.
“Good evening Sir.” The hostess greeted as they walked in, her eyes going a tad bit wide as she met Ceaser’s gaze “Mr…”
“Reservation for three under the name Thomas.” Ceaser said before she could finish. He had had Claire get a private table for them.
“Right this way.” She said fidgeting as she led them past the main area into a secluded area of the restaurant.
Jules frowned.
The hostess hadn’t checked to confirm their reservation.
“Your waiter will be with you shortly.”
“Thank you.” Jules said to the hostess when she realized Ceaser wasn’t going to say anything as Ceaser pulled out a chair with one hand for her. The hostess eyed Jules up and down before turning back to Ceaser who adjusted Ivy on his lap.
What was that about?
Jules thought
“You’re dismissed.” Jules was just as shocked as the hostess was and watched as she scurried off before turning back to Ceaser.
“That was a bit harsh.” She said in a low tone.
“The way she looked at you was completely rude.” Ceaser said.
He saw that.
“Nothing I couldn’t handle.”
“You’ve got me now, no reason to take it all.”
Jules stared at Ceaser wondering what he meant by that.
“How did you get a reservation here?” Jules asked “It’s almost impossible.”
“I know someone.” Ceaser said not giving anything away.
Jules was about to get more answers when she was interrupted by the waiter.
“Good evening. I’ll be your waiter for the evening.” The waiter said as he handed each of us the menu.
Jules gave him a polite smile as he handed her the menu. She scanned the menu for what Ivy could eat there.
“Jules what would you like?” Ceaser asked.
“Uh.” She paused as she quickly made her decision “I’ll have the steak with mashed potatoes and minced meat at the side.” She said and looked up to see Ceaser smiling and staring at her.
“And you sir?” The waiter said.
“I’ll have the steak.” He said as they handed the menu back to the waiter.
“Anything else” He asked.
“A bottle of…” He began but turned to Jules and asked. “White or Red?”
“White please.” Jules answered, she hadn’t drunk since Ivy became part of her family but a glass wouldn’t hurt.
“… Chardonnay.” He said to the waiter.
The waiter gave a curt nod before he disappeared.
“Dada.” Ivy who had been making baby sounds since finally spoke.
Jules clenched her jaw as she saw Ceaser face light up like a child on Christmas morning.
“Hey darling” He said as he turned her in his lap so she was facing him completely.
“You really have a lot of endearments for her.” Jules pointed out.
“Why wouldn’t I?” He asked “She deserves them all. Although, I’m trying to find the perfect one.”
Jules tried not to smile but she couldn’t help it. Ceaser was being sweet and amazing with Ivy.
“Who are you?” She asked suddenly.