Tonight's going to be a good night

[Evette Belo]

Evette was dressed to kill and boy did she know it. It was never a secret to Evette that she had veela blood coursing through her veins and from a young age she had learned to embrace it and see it more as a gift rather than the curse that so many like her did. Sure some may see what her attitude towards her veela charm being very low and petty but she had learned from a young age that she would have to live with it for the rest of her life so why no have some fun with it? Her whole life she had been adored by many boys and the envy of just as many girls and because of this Eve had never really had a true friend or a real boyfriend but she had got over that very early on.

Eve's attitude towards her veela charm was rooted from her mother, a very proud woman who controlled her charm in a way that gave her everything she wanted. Eve had learned from her mother's lessons and her mother had made sure that Evette learned to control her charm from a young age. She had been given a few modelling jobs as a child and kept a steady work flow throughout her schooling years at Beauxbatons. Once she had graduated she had taken on modelling as a full time job and she had loved it ever since. The few years between her falling pregnant with her daughter LeAnn and then raising her, Evette had been out of a job but the press coverage was amazing.

Well tonight LeAnn was at her friend's house for a sleepover and Eve had just finished a big fashion show. As per her usual ritual she was ready to hit the nearest night club and have a good time. Checking her make up and hair before she left the fashion show tent for the models Evette checked no one was about and apparated to the corner just from the night club she was headed too. It was dark and the area was dimly lit so it was easy for her to sneak out from the corner and enter the nightclub. Unlike everyone else Evette was able to enter without having to queue up and without being asked any questions when entering. Giving a sly wink to the bouncer who had let her in Evette entered the nightclub. The place was pumping with the loud music but she didn't mind. Approaching the bar she waited to be served.

 

[Andrew Belo]

Andrew sat with several of his teammates in the middle of one of the hottest clubs in Europe or so they'd been told. He didn't really see any huge difference between this place and The Medley, and he quickly realized that even the drinks were better in New Zealand. The team had played wonderfully the night before and even though the match had been a grueling one, lasting nearly four hours, they had come out victorious. Andrew's body was still recovering from dodging and hitting bludgers around, but that wasn't going to stop him from going out.

When he felt a nudge in his ribs, Andrew winced and shifted in his seat, giving Jean a dirty look before he realized why his teammate had done so. In front of them, at the bar, was a hot looking blonde who had just walked in. He gave his friend a knowing look and raised his eyebrow before standing up quickly and clapping his friend across the shoulder. "Watch and learn buddy" he muttered as he made his way to the bar. There was something about this woman that made Andrew want to keep right on staring at her and he noticed that she seemed to effect some of the other guys in the same way.

Leaning on the bar right beside the woman, the quidditch player rapped his knuckles against the counter trying to get the barman's attention. "Can I get a round for my table, a firewhiskey for me and whatever the lovely lady wants" he said with a wink in her direction. He wanted the lady to know that he'd noticed her but didn't want to appear too interested, at least not yet though. He was able to get another, better look at her from close up and Andrew couldn't help but think that she looked really, really familiar to him.

 

[Evette Belo]

Evette, of course didn’t find it any trouble to get the attention of the barkeeper, as soon as he had seen her he had dropped all other orders from people who were shouting obnoxious comments at him as he passes by. Although the comments soon died down when the men caught sight of Evette, although the woman continued to give her dirty looks, something which Evette was used to by now and simply shrugged it off. As she turned her attention back to the bartender she heard a voice beside her getting his order in first. She glared at him until she heard him include to the bartended to get whatever she wanted. Evette let her glare drop and her face fell into its usual soft and gorgeous features.

When the bartender turned to Evette and asked her what she wanted she replied with, “ Un vin rouge, s’il vous plait!” Her French flowed out of her mouth easily and her words were delicate and soft but still enough to carry over the loud music being played in the nightclub. “Merci.” she said as she approached the young man who had bought her the drink that was now in her hands. Looking over at the direction of the table that the man had been at Evette let a small smirk form on her lips, this could be fun she thought to herself. It was always fun for Evette when she could use her veela charm on the male species. “How can I thank you?” she said as she now stood in front of the man, her eyes glinting with mischief and her free handle messing with his tie.

 

[Andrew Belo]

Andrew listened as the woman ordered her drink. She was French obviously and a smile crossed his face as he listened to her accent. He had one too, from speaking Portuguese but he didn't think there was anything special about it. With his drinks in front of him, Andrew was ready to head back to his table to bring his friends their drinks and then he was going to try his luck with the woman again. She was easily the prettiest woman in the place tonight hands down and if Andrew could get even a dance with her he would think the night was a success. If he could get more than the whole road trip would have been great.

When he reached out a hand to pick up the drinks for his boys, he stopped. The woman was talking to him and as he turned towards her to listen more closely to her french accented voice, she began playing with his tie. From this close, Andrew was blown away by the woman's beauty. So much so that he didn't even answer her for several seconds. Instead, he glanced at his teammates out of the corner of his eye and saw that they were watching, waiting to see what he would do.

He turned his face towards her, his blue eyes settling on her as a smile crossed his face. Words were still slow to come to him because of her nearness, but finally they did. "You could start with your name..." he said with a small nervous laugh, "or a dance."

 

[Evette Belo]

Evette kept her dazzling blue eyes locked on the man in front of her. It wasn’t uncommon for her to be this forward so soon it was the only way she knew she would get what she wanted and when she wanted it. Evette had had a long and somewhat exhausting day so when she made the effort to look this good to go out she was going to make sure that she made the night worth it. Evette was a very observant woman so when she saw the amount of drinks that the man had ordered and the quick glance that he had gave over to a rather big table of men, all equally as good looking this one she definitely knew she could have some fun for them both.

While Evette waited for the man to answer she looked up at his handsome face. There was something about his features that she couldn’t help but find familiar...she didn’t know this man did she? She didn’t ponder on it too long as he replied to her question. “Well seeing as you were so generous I think I will be in return.” she said with a light smirk on her face. Oh how she loved to flirt! “Evette Adams. And who might you be?” she enquired, her voice was as smooth as silk as her words left her mouth. She continued to fiddle with his tie, when it came to men she found it as a good leash.

 

[Andrew Belo]

A pleased smile crossed Andrew's face as their eyes locked. Both his and her eyes were blue, though they were different shades. This woman was forward and Andrew didn't have to think about it to know that he liked it. He was used to having girls falling all over him, no doubt, but this was a different thing altogether. This was a lady he was dealing with, not some young thing who only wanted to be with a quidditch player to say that she had. Evette seemed to know what she wanted and seemed intent on getting it one way or another.

He listened to her, wondering how far her generosity would stretch and wondering just what she was planning to do to return it. Andrew nodded his head as she introduced herself, freezing when he realized the name she'd said. It sounded vaguely familiar and it only took Andrew a few moments to realize why. He'd seen the name and the woman before him on the cover of a magazine. "The model?" A smile crossed his clean shaven face when he realized she was a model. He didn't even really have to wait for her answer to know it was true. It wouldn't be a huge surprise to him anyway since she was drop dead gorgeous after all, but it was an interesting discovery.

As she continued to play with his tie, Andrew answered her question. He was surprised that he was able to do so because she was definitely distracting him. "I'm Andrew Belo." He was about to add more to his response but then stopped, not wanting to appear arrogant. He knew he usually came across that way, but if the woman recognized him he was pretty sure she would say so. "Do you come here often?" he asked, his hands brushing through his hair as he did.

 

[Evette Belo]

Evette had been doing this enough to know that everything was working her favour. Nothing had happened yet but she liked to keep the boys on their toes as long as possible before finally giving in to her own needs and of course those of the boy she had chosen to have fun with for the night. Although if she was lucky she would try and have a few toys each night but they wouldn’t all be as serious as possibly the last one, it all depended on what mood she was in that night and right now she was having far too much fun to go after someone else. Not at least until she found out who this person was, he was so very familiar after all.

Being as close to someone as Evette was to this man she could tell he was surprised at the sound of her name. Again this was something she was more than used too. If people didn’t have an interest in her because of her sheer beauty it was because of who she was. Evette Adams; the international supermodel, so of course she was used to the publicity and the ‘admirers’ for lack of a better word. “That’s correct.” she said with a small smirk playing on the corner of the lips, her voice changing pitch just slightly to become somewhat more seductive.

At his answer to her question a pleasant smile crossed her lips. “Now there’s a name I recognise.” she stated simply, her eyes lighting up at the prospect of hooking up with an equally famous person, the publicity would be amazing. “I didn’t recognise you out of uniform though.” she said flattening his tie down on his chest, her hand ‘flattening’ the tie for too long perhaps, as she stood back to appreciate just how handsome he was out of his Quidditch Uniform as he was in it. Taking a sip of her wine she set it down on the bar counter as she heard his blatantly obvious chat up line. It was a bit weak but she could work with it. “Often enough to know my way around the dance floor. Still up for the dance?” she asked.

 

[Andrew Belo]

Andrew couldn't believe how great his luck seemed to be lately. Not only was he enjoying being a Thunderer more than he ever would have imagined when he'd first arrived from Brazil, but he'd had incredible luck with the ladies since he'd arrived in Australia. Not that he'd ever had trouble before. The Australian women seemed to really love quidditch and quidditch players. Evette would be another 'prize' altogether for the young man. Andrew had never been with a supermodel before and knew that he would quite enjoy the experience. He already was and they hadn't done anything than exchange a few words so far. A quick glance towards the bar showed him that some of the men were still staring at Evette and giving him looks of congratulations as if he'd won some sort of lottery. The looks that the girls were giving Evette were a little less dirty since she wasn't giving the guys they had their sights set on any attention.

"Oh you do, do you?" he said with a smug expression on his face. "Are you a fan of the team?" he asked as he quickly reined in his tone when he realized how arrogant he sounded. His eyes traveled down to her hand as she flattened his tie against his shirt. She allowed her hand to linger there for a moment and that gave him time to have his eyes travel over her face once more as she reminded him about the dance he'd offered her earlier. "I think I am" he said and he quickly lifted his firewhiskey up to his mouth and drained it before he took her hand to lead her to the middle of the dance floor. "Evette, my skills go beyond the quidditch pitch" he said cheekily not only referring to his skills on the dance floor as he spoke. Andrew looked at his teammate and received a quick thumbs-up in return. It broadened the smile on his face. He so enjoyed being the center of attention and didn't think he'd mind sharing it with Evette for a little while.

 

[Evette Belo]

Evette had long since learned to ignore everyone around her and focus on what she wanted, her prize. It was something her mother had taught her from a young age and it was something that Evette was able to use in her daily life. Be it on the catwalk, she wouldn’t take any notice of the people or the press. Or in times like this, she only observed the people around her briefly as soon as she came in; after that she would be focused on her prize for the night, and tonight that was Andrew. Evette was very caught up in her own looks; well she had to be considering her job, so when she noticed someone who was equally as good looking she appreciated that and damn Andrew was hot. To add to the good looks he was a professional Quidditch Player, one picture of the two of them together here tonight would only increase their publicity, it was a win win situation for the two of them really.

Evette knew what men liked and when he questioned her thoughts on his Quidditch Team, Evette saw this as an extra opportunity to make him putty in her hands; even though she was sure he already was. “Oh yes, I just love watching you play!” she said, emphasising the word ’you’ which could have easily meant the team but she clearly meant Andrew himself, whether or not he picked up on that she didn’t know nor did she really care, she had added to his ego and that’s all she cared about. When he confirmed that he was still up for the dance Evette smiled somewhat sweetly: for her anyway. She let him lead her on to the dance floor and at his comment she said, “We’ll just have to see about that then, won’t we.” with a sly grin on her face and a small wink she turned her body so her back was facing him and she let the music take over her body. Her slender hips swaying the music and her arms swaying over her head, waiting for Andrew to take control.

 

[Andrew Belo]

Andrew's grin widened as she said that she enjoyed watching him play. He knew that it probably wasn't the case since most of the girls told him the same thing even if they'd never watched a Thunderers game in their life. Part of him hoped it was though because how many guys could say that a supermodel had told them they enjoyed watching their play. As they walked out to the dance floor, Andrew glanced over his shoulder. He was enjoying the easy way Evette flirted. "I aim to please" he shrugged, biting his lip to prevent a chuckle from escaping.

Andrew took Evette's next words as a challenge. If she wanted to see whether he'd been overstating his abilities, he most certainly would prove it to her. He enjoyed showing people just how skilled he was which was one of the reasons he enjoyed playing professional quidditch. Sure it was a lot of hard work and his muscles were usually screaming at the end of practices and matches, but he also had the chance to show that he was not just good but great at what he did. He knew that his skills as a beater helped keep the chasers of his team safe and the other team's chasers not so safe. The smug smile returned to his face as she stepped in front of him and began dancing. He'd heard the song played at the medley and it only took a moment for Andrew to catch the beat. His hand reached up to grab Evette's as he moved in closer and continued to move. "I didn't know models had moves like that" he laughed into her ear as he moved his hands down toward her waist. There were many others on the dance floor beside them, but Andrew knew that they were the object of many people's attention. How could they not be? "You know...we look pretty damn good together" he said as he saw a lady beside them who was dancing stare at them for a moment and then whisper to her boyfriend, her eyes and then his widening in recognition.

 

[Evette Belo]

Evette simply enjoyed how easy tonight was turning out for her. Andrew was the perfect partner for a flirt for the night. Evette wondered why she hadn’t gone after the equally famous as herself: they were of course the only ones who came anywhere near as worthy to have her attention in this way. Although she knew that the famous had a big ego and it her ego was big enough for two people but tonight was going to be worth it – she could tell that already. Evette could tell already that Andrew did aim to please, he had done well to get to this stage with no bother and he did it in record time as far as Evette’s track record went – and that was saying something.

As the young model let the music take over her body easily. She loved how simply the music flowed through her and with ease she was able to entice the surrounding males even more so than she could by simply standing in their presence. Evette turned round to face Andrew once again, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck and she danced closely to him. Their rhythm was in perfect synch and this only heightened Evette’s enjoyment that she was experiencing so far tonight. “Well only the very best have.” she said with a tiny smirk forming on her lips. She didn’t know nor care what type of moves the other models had, in her opinion no one else’s mattered but her own.

Evette felt Andrews arms come down around her waist, feeling the heat of his hands coming through her skimpy dress. With his arms now so close to her body Evette could feel his muscles, things just kept getting better. At his next remark Evette simply rolled her eyes, of course they looked good together and it was only a simple fact that people would be staring. Noticing the people quite blatantly staring at them she had a thought and a pretty smirk crossed her lips. “Well let’s give them something to look at.” she said as she moved her eyes from the people around her back to Andrews before tilting her head up and giving him a very passionate kiss, hoping to spark some interest from the ones around them.

 

[Andrew Belo]

Andrew continued to move on the dance floor, the music flowing through him easily. People in Brazil when they were known for something good were usually known for one of two things- having great bodies and knowing how to dance- and Andrew was confident that both applied to him. "And you are the best" Andrew replied. He chuckled deeply at what Evette said, glad that she at least had a sense of humor. It would have been horrible if she had been boring or serious, but thank goodness she was neither. And she wasn't lacking in confidence nor did she seem to mind that he wasn't either.

When she smirked and then leaned towards him, Andrew caught on to her plan of showing the crowd something. "Sounds like a plan." As their mouths met, he smiled through the kiss, wrapping his arm more tightly around her waist as he deepened the kiss and pulled her in closer. If the people wanted a show, they couldn't have picked a better two to watch. The crowd weren't the only people enjoying the kiss. The dress she was wearing was rather thin and Andrew could feel the heat from her body on his hands. She had made it quite obvious to Andrew what she wanted from him tonight and he was eager to oblige.

So far, Evette seemed to be the one leading things and Andrew wanted to show her that he wasn't some puppy to be led around. He broke the kiss, pulling back just enough to give her a wink before he added, "You sure that was just for show?" He went back to dancing then, the two closer now because the crowd had closed in around them a bit.

 

[Evette Belo]

Evette was glad that Andrew could understand that she was in fact the best of the best and she sincerely hoped that he appreciated that he knew just how lucky he was that she was giving him this much attention. When he returned her kiss she let herself fall into it quite easily, maybe too easily but she did care he was such a good kisser. This man had the whole package as far as Evette was concerned, a hot body; famous; a good kisser; good moves – he was definitely a catch Evette had caught him hook line and sinker.

When he broke away from the kiss Evette was a bit surprised but looked at him curiously as he spoke. Laughing softly to herself at his question she went back to dancing, figuring that would be enough of an answer for him. As Evette got back into the dancing she could see just how close the crowd was at the moment. Vulcher the lot of them she thought to herself. Evette didn’t mind being center of attention any of the time but the crowd was getting too close and she wasn’t overly fond of people getting too close to her. Tilting her head back up to Andrew she whispered into his ear, “It’s getting too crowded here. How about you come back to mine?” Her voice soft and very seductive. Pulling back again she looked up into his eyes, a small smirk on her face.

 

[Andrew Belo]

As Evette began dancing again rather than answering his question, Andrew couldn't help but shake his head slightly in utter amusement. He continued to dance for a moment but as the crowd grew wilder and packed in tighter, he grew more uncomfortable and he could tell Evette was too. He didn't know about her but Andrew was used to clubs that had separate sections for the famous people. He rolled his eyes as someone elbowed him in the back. With half a mind to turn around and say something, Andrew paused as Evette whispered into his ear.

A smile instantly crossed his face, one that quirked half of his mouth upwards. He nodded swiftly. "I thought you'd never ask" he said over the music as he took her hand and began to lead her off the crowded dancefloor. Andrew didn't bother to tell his teammate, figuring that the guy must have noticed who he was with and knew what was going to happen. And if he hadn't, then he would surely notice when Andrew didn't return to the hotel. "Where to?" he asked as they reached the edge of the dancefloor where it wasn't as loud or crowded.

 

[Evette Belo]

As people began to shove more and more into herself and Andrew, Evette felt herself getting more and more annoyed as she did so. She knew that it wasn’t the best idea for her to get angry especially with the famous veela anger. Granted Evette wasn’t a fully fledged Veela she still had a temper on her that someone would not want to mess with. She smiled softly as Andrew replied to her suggestion. She was right when she thought that the two were on the same brain wave and knew where this night was going too; it was pretty simple.

Letting Andrew lead her off of the dancefloor she stole a few glances behind her, enjoying the looks of jealously and envy coming from both males and females. Why wouldn’t the boys be jealous of Andrew, he was leaving with her after all and she was by far the best there that night. Again, the females had every right to be envious of her, leaving with Andrew, she was sure any girl would gladly be in her position right now. “Mmm.” she pondered lightly. With her daughter, LeAnn, out of the house for the night and most of the next day, Evette knew that her place was empty. “Mine!” she said and without a moments hesitation she felt herself whirling through the air until they landed in her bedroom.

 

[Andrew Belo]

Andrew hardly noticed any of the other clubgoers. Instead, he was concentrating on how lucky he was about to be in a few minutes. How often could any of these other people say that they'd been with a model? He knew the answer to that. Never. Only people like him, people who lived a totally different lifestyle could have the chance to be with someone like Evette.

He held onto Evette and nodded curtly as she apparated them both to a bedroom- hers. He closed his eyes allowing the dizzy sensation he always felt when he apparated to subside before he opened them again. Andrew glanced around as he let go of her for a moment. He circled around and then caressed Evette's arm as he kissed the back of her neck. "Nice place" he mumbled as he continued to kiss her, trailing his way towards her lips. His hands dropped down to her waist as he pulled her in closer and deepened the kiss. Now that they were out of the public eye, there was no reason to delay what they both were after from the moment they laid eyes on each other. He pulled back for just a second, his eyes showing just how much he wanted her right now as he spoke again, his voice growing huskier. "I'm not going to have to worry about someone barging in, am I?" he asked with a grin on his face. He didn't think she would have brought him back if there was someone, but it was always safe to ask.

 

[Evette Belo]

Now Evette was back in her own bedroom she felt much more relaxed but still had a buzz going through her from the night club, even without a high amount of alcohol in her system like she would normally need to get this far with someone. Although she didn’t have to lower her standards like she normally would with Andrew tonight as he was well within her league, or least closer than any other average Joe.

Evette felt Andrew move around and wrap her in his strong arms. As he kissed her neck she felt it send tingles through her body. This was what she had been waiting for and now they had some privacy it wasn’t too long away before it happened. She tilted her head back to allow Andrew to have full access to her neck, her hands running wild around his body. When he pulled away slightly to ask a question Evette simply shook her head. There was absolutely no chance of it happening, thankfully. Falling back into the kiss Evette started to pull him in the direction of her bed as he hand worked on the knot in his tie, simply throwing it on the ground once it became on done. Reaching the bed she began to undo his shirt, never breaking the kiss.

 

[Andrew Belo]

There seemed to be no more words to be had by either of them because at the shake of her head, Andrew simply smiled. He felt Evette's hands reaching up to pull his tie off, but he didn't move to help her. His hands were too busy feeling around for a zipper and she didn't seem to need the assistance anyway. They moved towards her bed almost as if they were still dancing and Andrew felt his tie flutter past his leg as it reached the floor.

Opening his eyes, Andrew realized that the bed was right behind her. One small nudge and she'd be exactly where he wanted her to be. He could feel her fingers on the button of his shirt and he reached up to help her along. Feverishly kissing her now, Andrew led Evette as gently onto the bed as he could manage at the moment. He pulled out his wand and quickly muttered the nox charm to turn off the lights and then went back to exploring the supermodel's body. A smile crossed his face again as he hand came in contact with a small piece of metal which he ever so slowly began tugging down.

 

[Evette Belo]

Evette appreciated the help with undoing Andrew’s shirt even though she had become quite the expert at doing it in her past experiences. As Evette felt the kissing becoming more and more exciting her heartbeat increased, falling softly to the bed she smiled to herself as she felt the restrictions of her dress become removed from her body. Much better! she thought with a small moan of pleasure. If the rhythm of their two bodies at the nightclub was anything to go from she knew tonight would be a good night. Bare bodies touching Evette let her hands wander easily, exploring every muscle on the man’s body. Yes, this was just what she needed after her day on the catwalk.

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Sorry it sucks, no muse at all >.< Time skip after you're wee bit?

 

[Andrew Belo]

***Night passes*****

Andrew woke up slowly, glad that there was no sunlight shooting right into his eyes and that he had missed the wake-up call at the hotel the team was staying at. He and Evette had been at it for hours last night, and then he'd fallen into a deep slumber on her comfortable bed. He turned his head to see the gorgeous blond that was laying just beside him and then glanced up at the ceiling again. Andrew was in no rush to get moving even though he knew that the team likely was waiting for him so they could begin their trip home. But, his body was so relaxed and sated that he really didn't want to move.

As he rose up onto his elbows, Andrew looked around the room and smirked to himself as he saw all of his things strewn about. He slowly crept off the bed and waved his wand, summoning the whole pile to him. Today, he would be the one walking out in yesterday's clothes and the humor of that wasn't lost on him. Before he began to dress, he looked around as quietly as possible for a scrap of parchment to jot down a quick note for her.

Evette,

Thanks for the great time last night.
If you're ever in the New Zealand area, send me an owl and I'll return the favor.

Andrew

Andrew placed the note on the pillow he'd been lying on. He then turned, his back to her as he quickly began dressing so he could get going.

 

[Evette Belo]

What a night! Evette had had such a good night, or rather early morning due to how long they had up, with Andrew. It was exactly what she had needed! What with work and everything she had been so busy as of late and she hadn’t been able to relax as much and have fun. Last night did it all for her. As she slowly started to wake up from her relaxing sleep she remained still as if she were still in deep slumber. For a moment she let her body pick up the senses from around the room, wondering if Andrew was still there or not. Stirring slightly she could tell that he wasn’t in the bed anymore. This didn’t bug her in the slightest, for if she were in his situation she would have left early too. Slowing opening her eyes she saw the tall figure that she had gotten to know quite well last night. “Well isn’t that a lovely sight to see first thing in the morning.” she said with a smirk on her face. She had a feeling that this wouldn’t be awkward as most morning afters were. Last night, it was clear what the two wanted and what this was. A one night stand. Nothing more, nothing less. Reading the note left on the pillow beside her she could see that he was up for it again sometime soon, an offer Evette simply couldn’t refuse.

 

[Andrew Belo]

Andrew turned and smirked as he heard Evette's comment. It figured that the moment she was awake she was already making flirtacious comments. He'd had a great night the night before and because of their understanding, he didn't feel the slightest bit awkward as he spoke.

"Almost as good as seeing it last thing before you go to bed, huh?" he asked as he raked a hand through his messy bedhead. He was about to put his tie on, but thought better of it and stuffed it in his pocket. Seeing her laying there almost made Andrew undress again and climb back into bed with her. Instead he settled with a glance at her body. "Last night was fun Evette. Hope you take me up on my offer. It'd be fun to do this again sometime." Andrew winked at her, but made no mention of relationships or love because he knew that she knew exactly what the night before had been about. There was no need to pretend anything different.

 

[Evette Belo]

Evette laughed softly at Andrew’s comment, a devious smirk crossing her lips at thoughts of last night. It was definitely good seeing it last night, and from every angle at that. “Mmm, I daresay it looks even better.” she said with her chin resting on her hand as if she was putting more thought into the question that she actually was. Evette sat up and put her long legs out of the bed. After last night Evette didn’t mind that she was possible showing more of her body than somebody should. She summoned her nightdress over from the chair it was sitting on and once again covered her body, but not by much. “I wouldn’t even dream of passing up an offer like that.” she said in a somewhat seductive voice as she walked over to Andrew.

 

[Andrew Belo]

Andrew chuckled, the smirk never leaving his face. He watched as Evette sat up and scanned her body as she summoned her nightdress to her. When she put it on, Andrew was only slightly disappointed. He had already seen it all and committed it to memory.

As she strode over to him, Andrew couldn't help but admire her long legs. They surely belonged to a model, and he was glad that she did nothing to hide them. His blue eyes lifted slowly when she spoke. "Mmm...good. I'm glad to hear it" he murmured as he wrapped an arm around her waist. "I've gotta go, but before I do" he said, eyes twinkling as he leaned down to kiss her one last time. He wanted to give her just one more thing to remember him by. Pulling back, he let go of Evette and headed for the door, turning back only once. "I'll be looking forward to next time" he said with a wink with his hand on the doorknob of her bedroom. As soon as he left her house, Andrew knew he would have to apparate to the hotel and hope that his teammates had decided to wait for him.

 

[Evette Belo]

Evette smiled as she saw Andrew watched her. It was nice to know that even first thing in the morning she was able to tempt the men, especially since it was a man that she had just spent the night with. As Andrew wrapped his arm around her waist she raised her arms to hang loosely around his neck. Her dress was even thinner than the one she was wearing last night so she was able to felt his whole body a lot easier. She pouted when he said he had to go, disappointed that the fun had to end so soon. As he pulled her in for a goodbye kiss she left her body sink into him one last time, her hands going through his hair, if this was goodbye for Merlin only knows how long she would make sure that she would remember this. Pouting again when he pulled away she crossed her arms over her chest and she said goodbye to Andrew and watched him leave her room. Only when she heard the front door close did she leave her room and have breakfast.