4- We do it in unison.

                                    

                                          
RENE'S POV
I'm dispatching my suitcase when I hear the clacking of high heels on the floor, it's a normal sound for a busy airport like this but somehow, now, I couldn't hear nothing else but that woman's heels. Something in me tells me to turn around, softly I do so and I could swear my heart stopped for a moment.
The owner of those heels was no other than Céline walking towards me.  Her outfit was simply, black leather jacket and some jeans but those fucking heels will be the death of me. She's swaying her hips as she walks, since when she walks like a runway model? 
I'm so lost daydreaming, imagining her with nothing else than those heels, than I didn't notice she has closed the gap between us and is standing in front of me, 'Rene?' she calls, bringing down to earth. 'yeah, sorry I was somewhere else' I lied hoping my body doesn't expose the warmness I feel inside.
CELINES POV
_and I would love to have been there with you_ I think to myself. 'I See' I just smile and I can see he's flushed like I caughted him on something. 'could you help me with this?' I point to my suitcase. 'of course' he says grabbing my luggage and send it away. 
I could perfectly have done it myself but I love having him taking care of me, acting like the perfect gentleman he is. ' Thank you' I say, a little flirty smile on my lips, placing my hand on his arm for a brief moment and I could swear that he petrified the moment my hand touched him. It's obvious that he's nervous when I'm around, he can deny it all he wants but I know it.
NARRATORS POV:
The flight was probably the shortest they had, but it was enough to make her nervous and even though he pretended he didn't care the truth was he was dying to take her hand on his and draw little circles with his thumb to sooth her. But they land and neither of them have moved from their seat. 
They walked in silence to get their luggage and he helped her again to get it, softly touching her hand while offering it to her. "The car is waiting" he says and she smiles to him but it fades away the moment she sees Mego with the car door opened waving to them to get inside quickly. Why she felt like he was inviting him all the time on purpose? But why would he?
She's upset the moment she's not sitting next to him, but she tries to control herself, after all they have almost two weeks by themselves. And Mego, apparently. 
She could barely listen their voices but she's clueless of what they're saying she's trying to focus on how she'll ask him if he signed the divorce. But when they get to the hotel, Mego doesn't leave their sides. "This is my room" she said holding her key hoping Mego would disappear. "This is mine" Rene said opening the door right next to her. "Well bye" Mego said. Finally.
"See you at dinner?" He asked knowing she'd like to rest a bit, but actually she'd like to get ready to look good enough for him. "Sure" she smiles softly. But Mego came back "Dinner at 7 right?" He asked and both of them smiled even though neither of them felt like it.
But when she was alone she realized maybe Rene wasn't inviting Mego all the time, maybe he showed up without someone telling him to. She's sure she had seen Renés frowning when Mego came back. Maybe it wasn't all lost. 
So she prepared herself and went down to meet the men already sitting. "Bonsoir" she said sitting in front of Rene. Mego joked and held her hand, something that wasn't unnoticed by Rene that lowered his eyes. "I was about to order you some pasta but I wasn't sure" Rene says and he loves the fact the he thinks of her food, and picks exactly what she wants. "Perfect" she winked to him. 
That lil and innocent wink made him tremble. How it is possible that such a little gesture had that big of effect on him? Relax, It's Céline, the girl you have known since she was just a 12 year old skinny girl. That was the problem, that she wasn't a little girl anymore.