that august night - c.l.

Elena walked around searching for a bathroom, kind of too shy to ask for it. She passed bunch of people she assumed worked there but none of them seemed friendly enough for a conversation. She liked it when she had a gun on her with police suit on, then they would need to have a conversation with her if she started it first. The magic of the law. Gives your social anxiety a break from time to time, giving you authority.

She searched around, looking at every door and reading plates on them. But none of them had bathroom on it. Then she came across room she didn't expect to see here. 'Charles Leclerc'. She stared at it for a bit too long for her to move until she heard a voice beside her.

"Ah, I see. You can't escape me, can you?" - Charles smiled at her, approaching. "Yeah, seems like I can't. But do you happen to know where bathroom around here is?" - She explained getting straight to the point. "You can use mine, come in." - Charles opened the doors of his own room and Elena hesitated at first, but once she saw that he turned around as he noticed she didn't immediately follow, she stepped in, looking around.

He opened the doors of the bathroom for her and then stepped away so she could get in. Elena didn't close the doors as she assumed there was no need to. She would only correct her make up.

Charles leaned on doorframe once he noticed she didn't ask for much privacy, but still kept his distance. Elena could see him in the mirror in front of her as she applied her mascara and decided to not make it hard and just not look at him. She kind of expected herself to not be able to take her eyes off of him.

"You know you look beautiful like that." - He complimented as she moved her eyes at him and as expected she didn't take them off. Elena smiled at him, thanking him quickly. "I never got your name, officer. You arrest me, make a story for media that I'll have to explain later in interviews and press conferences. You are some trouble." - He teased as she turned around to look at him putting her make up back in her purse.

"Well you are the one who drank, I was just doing my job like every other cop would." - She explained as he stepped forward, closer to her. "Not exactly. Every other woman police officer would fall for me and let me go." - He praised himself sarcastically as Elena felt some unwanted feeling as he mentioned other women falling for him.

What the hell is happening? They know each other for at least two days and she is already feeling this way? This can't be good, at all.

"I guess we'll never know." - She shrugged her shoulders keeping eye contact with him. As he stood close enough, their shoes almost touching. His suit was wrapped around his torso and his hair messy from helmet he was wearing minutes ago. But she didn't care about it. Those green eyes were like a mask to all mess.

"And to answer your question, officer Neville. But you can call me Elena." - She continued as she saw a smile creep up on Charles' face. "Well officer," - Charles kept on with calling her just officer despise knowing her name now. "I'm glad we met." - He finished, now as they were closer than ever. Their breaths mixing while their eyes never left each other's.

His hands were placed on counter behind her as some kind of distraction so he doesn't touch her anywhere unless she wants to. He kept them there until he could hear her assuring words. Charles didn't want to scare her off and make her feel uncomfortable.

She closed her eyes feeling the pressure and the tension that was heating up the place they were in. Her head fell forward on his shoulder as she squeezed her thighs closer, hoping he wouldn't notice. But they stood so close it couldn't go unnoticed by him.

His hands slowly gripped her dress bringing it up, revealing her smooth skin as her breaths got heavier. She didn't stop him, and he assumed she was fine. Elena could tell him to stop any time and he would, without a second thought. After all he didn't want to be in handcuffs for some illegal reason as the night before. Other occasions, were perfectly fine.

His burning touch sent shivers through her spine and back down. Charles' hands caressed her naked skin on thigh slowly bringing his other hand to do so as well. "Charles." - She breathed out through a whisper, once her head fell back at his touch in dangerous zones. He smirked down at her seeing all the desire in her eyes. And he would lie if he said he didn't feel the same.

In one swift move he picked her up and placed her on the counter that was behind her, getting the dress over her hips, that was like a wall between them. Their bodies were pressed one against other, her legs wrapped around his torso, pulling him closer and his arms all over her body. But lips stayed untouchable.

"Charles?" - Few soft knocks and an unknown voice was heard on the doors before they opened and revealed a man she saw earlier with Charles. He looked at them in time when Elena jumped off of the counter and pulled down her dress in embarrassment.

"Sorry, but interviewers are waiting. Silvia will give you a lecture if you don't come down in few minutes." - He apologized and left the room as Charles turned around and faced Elena. "That's a shame." - He referred for that thing in between them that could've happen if there wasn't someone interrupting.

But maybe it's good that it didn't happen. Who knows what could've come out of it, or what he would think of her? That she is one of those girls who are easy to bed? Like he said if another woman cop pulled him over he would be able to get away with it because they would fall for him.

"Yeah, shame." - Elena repeated pulling her head down in embarrassment. This was really awkward situation for both of them. "Can you give me your number now? I really look forward meeting you again sometime." - He suggested and she smiled at him. "Sure."