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Chapter 18:

After a long day C.C. returned to the Sheffield mansion, eager to join everyone for dinner.

"Hello, Hello!" she announced and Niles smiled at her "Is there enough for one more?"

"Well, I bought a new bag of kibble." Niles grinned, serving her some dinner.

"Oh good servant, always looking out for my little Chester." she grinned back.

The food he had prepared was delicious and she was having serious trouble not to compliment his skills in front of everyone else.

"So Maxwell, how did everything go your end today?"

"Everything went well," he replied, taking a bite "I managed to get some contracts done...and at the theatre?"

She ate some more and chewed pensively. "The set looks beautiful and the costume designer did a fantastic job. But the choreographer... well, let's just say, he knows what he's doing NOW."

"C.C.," Max exclaimed while Niles grinned "you didn't strangle the man again, did you?"

"I never strangled anyone," she muttered sharply, eyes blazing "besides, he had it coming."

At this Niles couldn't help but chuckle while Max just sighed.

"Might have to tie you down too one day, Butler Boy," she tried with the old aloofness, even though she had instantly softened upon his reaction "see if you'll still be laughing then."

"Counting on it, Babs." he winked and Maxwell choked on his drink.

She shook her head at Niles but a smile was playing on her lips, then she continued to eat and set her cutlery down once she was everyone was done he began to clear the table and C.C. rose to her feet to help him, carrying the dirty plates into the kitchen and placing them in the sink. He walked to her and felt her forehead, but she merely smacked his arm.

"If I hear you complain..." she threatened.

He held his hands up defensively but was still smirking.

"You should watch your tongue in front of Maxwell." she scolded, grabbing his shirt to pull him closer for a kiss.

"I thought you enjoyed my tongue," he smirked, kissing her.

She glared at him and then deepened the kiss until their tongues met.

"Like this I do..."

He grinned and pulled away, beginning to fill the dishwasher.

"So, I have go back home today." she mentioned while helping him "You know, where I actually have fresh clothes... this back and forth is becoming a bit of a nuisance."

"So no baby by my side?" he pouted, at which she laughed.

"You could always come with me?"

"Now that's a plan," he smiled and finished filling the dishwasher.

"I have nothing but alcohol there though," she laughed at that.

"Well, I could take some whipped cream from the fridge along?"

"Do not tempt me," she purred.

"And what if I want to?"

"You actually have whipped cream?" she asked, raising an eyebrow and then added quietly "How about some chocolate sauce?"

"I have that too," he said, clasping his arms around her.

"Good," she nipped on his earlobe "how long do you still have to work?"

"I'm done," he announced, looking around the kitchen.

"I'll get my coat," she smiled.

"I'll get the toppings."

"Meet you at the front door," and she kissed him.

He nodded and grabbed the toppings from the fridge and then followed her. She extracted her coat from the closet and put it on and he did the same.

"Ready?"

"Yes," she nodded and opened the door walking outside "are we hailing a taxi?"

"Nope," and he extracted the town car keys and went to open it.