Camille let out a wide smile as she saw Jack giving the both of them the attention that he was craving.  To her, it was as if Jack was approving of her being inside of the house and she was very happy that molly was very approving as well.  "You are very amazing too, Mon Ami."  She admitted as she felt Molly's hand on her own knee.  She was not about to let that moment go away but it seemed that Jack had other ideas as she took a sip from her own glass of wine.<br/><br/>Seeing him spring up onto the couch, he started to rub his cheeks all over her jacket as Camille let out a wide smile.  "You have good taste in who you wish to own, No?"  She asked the small cat as he decided to run back and forth and settle into her lap just below where Molly touched her knee in a way that made Camille tingle very much.<br/><br/>She was regretting that she would have to let Jack down as she let out a soft sigh.  "I give you love soon, Mon Ami... I promise."  She admitted as even though Jack tried to come back up, Camille had to let him go.  Slowly he tried to get the attention of Molly as she let out a soft giggle.  'Oui, He loves the attention... and so do I."  She blushed as she admitted while at the same time, she placed her hand over Molly's just above her own knee.<br/><br/>"I no meet such a woman like you in a very long time.  You give me sparks that I have not felt since I was a teenager.  You make me feel young again... like someone that I knew years ago did to me."  She paused as she smiled widely.  "I know that she is watching and."  She looked back at Molly, smiling widely.  'And I know that she approves of you.  I feel it in my hear and my soul."  She admitted as her moved her own hand over the knee of Molly, grazing the bottom of Molly's skirt.<br/><br/>"How can I describe this moment other than to say, this is tres bon to me.  I wish that tonight... could be a night that I can remember."  She admitted as she looked into Molly's deep brown eyes and wondering what to do next.  "It is like... you can be the yin to my yang.  Will you let that happen if you wish, Mon Ami?" She asked as she moved a strand of hair away from her face.