James and Charles, One Takes Me Out

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I gawked at Mattia.

"Wait, that's it? You called us here for that? Why? It's not like you gave us much of a choice!" Charles said.

I didn't say anything. I just kept my mouth shut.

"We just needed to see your reaction to the arrangement. I'm sorry I gave you the notion you had a choice, but I'm sorry, that's not true."

Charles opened his mouth to say something else, but I was tired of hearing the squabbling.

"When do we start?" I asked.

"After the Portugal GP. The exact details will be confirmed later, but you'll start after this race for sure."

"Okay. Is that all?"

James and Mattia nodded.

"Great. So, if it's okay with you, I'd like you to excuse us, because Irene needs some dinner, and honestly, so do I."

"Sure," Mattia said. "I shall see you tomorrow then."

I nodded and stood up, picking Irene up as well.

"Come on, Charles."

Charles stood up, pointedly glaring at James.

"Actually Kim, may I have a moment with you alone?" James asked.

Charles stiffened.

"Sure."

I turned to Charles.

"Why don't you and Irene head over to the dining area? I'll meet you guys there."

Charles nodded

"Don't agree to anything unreasonable, please."

I grinned and winked.

"Don't spoil my fun."

I passed Irene to him, and followed James to a place a little away from everyone else.

"So, what did you want?"

"Nothing much, actually. Except maybe your... Number?"

He asked, looking completely nervous.

I smiled. At least he was human about it...

"Sure! Give me your phone."

He handed his phone over and rubbed his hands together.

I typed it in and returned it.

"Thank you!"

I winked.

"No problem! I'm looking forward to a call or a text, soon."

He smiled.

"You won't be waiting too long."

I laughed.

"I have to go now, I'll see you later?"

"Yes. Good night, Kim."

"Bye, James. Good night!"

I walked out of the private area and to the dining hall, looking for Irene and Charles.

Finally, I spotted them at a table, deep in conversation.

"Hey, you guys!"

"Aunt Kim!"

"Hey, Kimmy."

"So, did you guys order yet?"

"Nope! We were waiting for you." I glared at Charles.

"I sent you guys early so Irene would get her food!"

"I know aunt Kim, but it was my idea. But you're here now, so we can order!"

I smiled at her.

"Sure love, what do want?"

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I lay on my back in bed. My phone held at an arm's length.

James was right. I didn't have to wait very long to text him.

He had messaged right after dinner, but I hadn't seen his message. Which was why I was texting him right now.

"So, would you like to go out on a date with me? Get to know each other... You know..."

I dropped my phone on my nose.

"Ouch!" I yelped.

"What's wrong, aunt Kim?" Irene asked from beside me.

"Nothing, I dropped my phone on my face."

"Why did you drop your phone on your face?" Charles asked, emerging from the bathroom.

"... Messaging... Someone..." I replied distractedly, having picked up my phone and continued messaging James.

"Really?" Charles asked curiously. "Who are you messaging?"

I didn't reply. I was trying to finalise timings with James.

"Some James person..." Irene replied for me.

"What?!" Charles exclaimed. "Why on earth are texting that fu-fricking upstart?!"

"Because he's nice!" I said, finally setting down my phone. "He's taking me out tomorrow. On a date!"

"What?!" Charles stared at me. "Are you serious?"

"Yes! After work tomorrow."

"Oh. Good for you. Please move over Irene, mon amour."

"What? Charles come on, please be reasonable."

"About what? I'm not saying anything."

"Come on, Charles. I'm not stupid! What's going on?"

"Nothing. Good night, Kim."

"Charles..."

"Good night, Kim."

"Fine. Good night, Charles."

I twisted over and gave Irene a good night's kiss.

"Good night, love."

"Good night, aunt Kim."

I sighed and got off the bed. I might as well leave them to sleep comfortably.

But as I did, I made a promise.

"I'm going to find out what's bothering you, Charles. I promise you." I whispered.

Spoiler alert: I found out what was bothering him. And wow, did it change my life!

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