•Colette•
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Despite the absentminded expression on her pretty face, Colette was listening to the conversation concerning the company. She knew a bit more than she let on when it came to running a business, but she tried not to stick her nose too deep into affairs that didn't necessarily concern her. Upon her fathers request, she was to later begin business school to further her knowledge, which she didn't have much of a problem with. While the men talked, she sat quietly, her hand shifting to rest lightly against Jace's leg as she traced gentle patterns against his jeans. Her gaze had settled upon the menu as she knew she'd need to decide before bery long. She hadn't missed the list of drinks, rather tempted herself to have one if it weren't for Jace there with her. She eventually decided that she'd get a chicken alfredo dish, her stomach growling quietly at the thought. Hearing the way Jace broke the ramble of business, Colette laced her fingers back with his as she listened to the other two answer his question. She'd been looking back at Jace, close to responding when the waitress returned. She smiled, falling silent as she allowed the others to answer first. The feeling of circles being rubbed on the back of her hand was wonderful. "I'll have the chicken alfredo, please," she smiled politely, staying close against his side. She squeezed his hand lightly, smiling as she'd finished giving her order. She leaned into him,'smiling faintly in
(Forgive me as I am half asleep but want to write WIP)