"More? How about dinner Dinner," Charlie's head twisted a little as he said it. "I'll pay!"
"Woah... You don't have to," Liam said.
"But I want to," Charlie leaned in real close. "To apologize for yesterday."
"O-okay," Liam said. He couldn't help but think about how much easier this was going to be than he'd originally thought. If Charlie was this willing to get closer to him, then he'd be set. And it might be a good thing. Liam couldn't help but notice that the other man was getting noticeably shorter. The two of them had been eye level at the start of the work out, but now Charlie was a good inch or two shorter. It was the same with his shirts. The rich bodybuilder always wore clothes that clung tightly to his chest, shoulders, arms and ass. But currently not a single part of Charlie was stretching out his clothes. There was plenty of space all over. He even needed a belt to hold up his pants.
"Awesome!" Charlie cheered. "Let's go. I'll drive!" He tugged at Liam's arm.
"But... What about my car?"
"We'll get it later," Charlie said. He kept pulling Liam's arm to his muscle car. The red paint shined. It clearly was cleaned almost everyday. "Get in."
Liam felt himself be cautious. This car was more than a years salary and he had no way of paying for it if anything was broken. But Charlie was already in his seat. He looked at it confused. Everything was suddenly so much bigger. And his seat was too far back. He adjusted it, along with the mirrors, acting as though this was normal. "You good?" Liam asked.
"Uhh... Yeah!" Charlie added excitement into his voice again. He didn't notice as the pitch of his voice raised a little bit higher. He just wanted to make sure Liam wasn't uncomfortable. "Let's go!" Then quickly backed out of the parking spot and headed for the main road.
The car drove like a dream. Charlie clearly cared about how he looked to others. The expensive car was quiet, smooth, and could get up to 90 mph with it still feeling like it was just barely moving. Being an officer, Charlie felt like he should say something. But he also couldn't deny how much fun it felt flying down the highway in such an impressive car. Nor did he want to be a kill joy. "So... That drug," he tried to change the subject.
"Yeah?"
"Where'd you get it?"
Charlie let out a sigh. "You really wanna talk about that?"
A gap between them suddenly formed. Liam could feel the biting anger in Charlie's voice. The excitement that had been forming over their workout suddenly vanished. "I mean... I'm just curious about it. Unleashing your inner animal sounds awesome."
"Yeah! For sure!" Charlie agreed. "But I don't think it's working. Like I've been doing it for a couple days now, but I don't really feel all that different. It's just like I'm the same old Charlie."
"Uhh... Yeah," Liam agreed. He didn't know if Charlie could see the changes happening to him. The Charlie that Liam knew was not nearly this effeminate. Nor was he this small. Charlie didn't seem to notice, so Liam wasn't about to disagree with him.
They pulled up in front of the restaurant. "Here we are," Charlie said.
Liam got cold feet. "Rue des Saveurs. You can't be serious. We just finished working out."
"So?" Charlie twisted his head.
"So!? So we're not dressed for it. They're not going to let us in!" Liam said.
Charlie unbuckled his seatbelt. He shifted his weight around and leaned over seat to Liam. "Come on mister officer. It'll be okay," his voice was almost a whisper while his hands padded at Liam's chest. "My parents know the owner. They'll let us in. Promise."
"But--"
"And then... Then you can ask me as much as you want about that dirty old drug," Charlie continued. "Okay..?"
Liam took a second. Did Charlie really think this was the normal him? The man was clearly flirting at the moment. Liam cleared his throat. "Okay," he answered.
"Yay!" Charlie cheered again. A big smile filled his face. He stepped out of the car and one of his shoes fell off. "Oops," he stepped back in it. It was looking like it was trying to fall off again. Looking down, Liam couldn't help but notice the orange starting to fill out in the other man's hair again. The dye he'd said he'd used was obviously not permanent but for it to already be going back to the orange color he'd been complaining about this morning, that seemed too fast. Not to mention how golden his eyes looked.
Charlie entered with the confidence he always had and flashed the maître d his ID and the man bowed slightly. "Right this way." He was a professional to no end, not even giving them a second glance as he seated them in one of the booths. "The waiter will be with you momentarily," he set two menus down and walked away.
"Now. Order anything you want," Charlie said.
Seeing the prices Liam couldn't help but drop his jaw. One meal would cost him over a week on his normal food bill. "I think... I think I need to go to the restroom real quick."