Elysandre's POV
We eat dinner, drink wine, and talk about anything but the situation we are in. Tonight belongs to us. I look at Charlie sitting in front of me. He is so handsome now that the makeup is off, and we can just be ourselves without having to hide behind a mask. I feel closer to him. For the first time in a few days, I feel like I can talk to Charlie, the Charlie that I met on the first day, not the old man he pretends to be. It feels like there are no secrets between us. For the first time in days, I feel like we canbe ourselves. Charlie has put on some music, and he asks me to dance.
This place is small, and I know that we are going to be very close to each other, but I don't care. I want to be close to Charlie. Maybe tonight is the night I really tie him to the bedpost. Th
