If anything, Charlette’s expression all but announced her dissatisfaction with Jemma asking for another chance.  Since she didn’t actually say anything, Paul decided to let it slide.  They hadn’t known each other for very long, and the fact that they’d been intimate a few times didn’t exactly help.<br/><br/>"Hmmph … and are you gonna give it to her?" Charlette finally asked.  Paul’s tired eyes met hers.  “I dunno what I’m gonna do,” he replied.  “Just seems so sudden.  What I<i>do </i>know is I’m gonna go lie down.  Been a long day.”  The beer was finally catching up to him.<br/><br/>Rising from the couch, he ruffled her hair for once, followed with a kiss to her forehead.  “G’night, and don’t stay up too late,” he said, laughing.