Before Preston left her alone in the bathroom, he mentioned that the food they served at the restaurant might have made it too difficult to do the deed immediately afterward. “Exactly what I was thinking,” she laughed, quietly. Hopefully no one was just outside the bathroom door, hearing both a feminine and a masculine voice laughing.<br/><br/>Preston was brave when it came time to leave first and made her promise to bail him out if he wound up in jail. “Might get a funny look from my dad for charging<i>that</i>onto his little black card…” she remarked with a sly smirk. “But, sure, I promise.” Addison checked her reflection in the mirror only having enough time to finger comb her hair a bit before an older woman walked inside.<br/><br/>She gave the stranger a polite smile, and the older woman returned the nicety, before disappearing into a stall. Addison washed her hands, dried them off, and left soon after. She sauntered back over to the table, feeling highly satisfied and a little tired by the time she sat back down. Their drinks were waiting for them already, and Preston happily took a sip. Just after Addison took a sip of her own, the waiter returned with their sizzling meals.<br/><br/>“Mm, looks delicious.” She murmured, thanking the waiter with a smile before digging in. After cutting up her food, she took her first bite and again released an appreciative moan. By the time she was halfway finished with her meal, Addison picked up her head and looked across the table at Preston.<br/><br/>“If you want, I think I have some dessert back at my place, after this.” She chuckled, pausing from her meal to take another sip. “I mean, if you think you have the room.”