"The only reason I haven't gone to college until now is that my father refused to pay, even though he knew I wouldn't be able to pay for it myself without having received my grandfather's inheritance!" she roared, her face starting to turn red with rage. "Just like he refused to let me get a job while I lived here!" "Well, Charlotte..." Samantha got up, approaching her stepdaughter with a sparkling expression "You don't have to act like that. You have me after all…” Reaching out, she placed her hand on Charlie's shoulder, digging her nails into it like claws. “It actually breaks my heart to know that you want to leave me. But do not worry. I promise we'll have a wonderful year together before you leave." Samantha opened a smile wide and sharp, like a razor. "No, Samantha…" Morgan, whose restless mind had been buzzing with possibilities since the moment this mess had begun, cut Samantha off, finally rising to stand beside Charlie, pulling her out of her stepmother's reach. "Tell me, M
Even after the third pinch of her own cheek and washing her face a second time with ice water, Charlie still couldn't convince herself that she wasn't delusional. Staring at her pale and shocked reflection in the half bath where she had fled at the first opportunity he got, Charlie replayed in her mind all the unbelievable things that had happened in the last hour. It was true that she didn't care how little her father had left her in the inheritance, however unfair the division. However, when that idiot lawyer had told her that she couldn't get her hands on anything until she was 21 and that she would have to be at Samantha's mercy for an entire month, Charlie believed she was trapped in a nightmare. Her freedom seemed so close, and suddenly, she had completely disintegrated. The shock and despair were so intense that she was barely able to formulate an argument that made sense as she stammered pathetically at all those people who only wanted to harm her. That was when, out of the b
For three whole years, she had dreamed about what it would be like to kiss him, but nothing could have prepared her for the moment when their mouths met. In the first second, upon realizing that he was completely frozen, Charlie panicked for a moment, but then a bold little voice in her mind urged her to continue and make the most of the first, and perhaps only, kiss they would ever share. So she moved her lips over his, however awkwardly, eager to memorize the taste of her and the burning sensation of touching his lips before Morgan recovered from her shock and pulled her away. However, in the next second, he was the one who left her in shock, grabbing her waist with firm hands and pulling her to him at once, while plunging his tongue deep in her mouth, making them both moan. Even though his arms already provided her with all the support she needed, Charlie still wrapped his arms around her neck, trying to pull him closer, even though it was physically impossible. Pushing her tongue
At lightning speed, he closed the passenger door and spent several minutes without getting in the car, completely out of Charlie's sight, however much she turned in every direction the window allowed her to see, trying to find her. it. Finally, when she was ready to leave and ask if he needed any help with this problem, Morgan burst into the car, his face completely flushed and the suit jacket he was wearing tied around his waist, completely obscuring his forehead. of your pants. And Charlie wanted to tear it apart until the fabric was nothing but lint. "Well..." he cleared his throat, his voice trembling slightly. "Shall we?" Without waiting for an answer, or even moving his eyes in her direction, Morgan started the car, leaving the Manson mansion at an unusually high speed for a person as prudent as he was, looking as if he wanted to get home as soon as possible. In silence, Charlie remained staring at his flushed cheeks and the way he was anxiously looking everywhere but at her
"Will this ever end?" Charlie sighed, looking exhausted, as she collapsed dramatically onto the sofa in his apartment. "Home moving are always exhausting." Morgan chuckled, sorting the last box at the entrance to the hallway. "Actually, we're lucky you brought so little stuff." Glancing at the small pile of boxes and backpacks filled with Charlie's belongings, Morgan smiled, going to sit next to Charlie on the couch, careful to avoid the spot where Sawyer was fully occupied with a box, which Charlie had emptied just so that he could play. "Do we really need to organize all this today?" Charlie whimpered, making him laugh again. “No, we can take a break for today and get something to eat. It's not like the boxes are going to run away after all." Watching Sawyer carve his claws into the box's cardboard and reduce most of it to a few strips, he ended up commenting "Although I can't guarantee they'll come out in one piece." “Oh, that's fine. A break for lunch and then I'll try to prev
“It's okay, Morgan. It was just a moment of inattention, because I feel very comfortable around you. Of course I've never done that sort of thing in front of anyone else, especially a man." "And you never will." he completed, categorical, making her roll her eyes. "Why don't we forget about that and talk about more important things?" She waved her hand in the air, dismissing the subject "Did the airline confirm the tickets?" “Yes, it's all settled." he assured, happy with himself for having managed to prepare that trip so quickly "We'll leave here in two days, in the morning and arrive there in the beginning of the afternoon. I've already researched some twenty-four hour chapels near the hotel, so I'd venture to say we'll get a certificate in about two hours when we're in Las Vegas." "And we're going back the same day?" she asked fearfully. "I mean, I've never been to Las Vegas and I've never traveled with you, so... I don't know, I thought it would be nice to hang out with you a b
“And then you showed up in just your bra and panties in front of him? On purpose?" Vivian asked, in the middle of a laugh. “And worst of all, he didn't even do anything. “ Charlie sighed, frustrated, as she finished filing the exams they had done on the animals, that long day of work. “Now, don't be so pessimistic. “ Vivian consoled her, still out of breath from laughing so much “You're getting married, after all. There will be many more opportunities for you to tease him. I'm sure that, in one of them, he'll end up giving in." Her friend promised, ducking her head to finish taking notes for the day. “Honestly, I'm starting to doubt if this is really going to happen. “ she sighed sadly, leaning over the table so she could put her chin between her arms “ Before, I thought that all I needed was for him to want me back, then everything would be resolved between us. It was so simple...! But now it is very clear that it is not. No matter how much I tease him and show off to him, he i
“Can you guys take this conversation somewhere else? “Vivian asked suddenly, although her expression made it clear that she was having a great time“ There are some guinea pigs sleeping in the cage on top of the counter and I'm afraid that language will corrupt their innocence." “You're right, I'm done with my shift for today. “ Charlie agreed, turning to face Morgan, who still looked bewildered as she had just said “And, in case you're done with your purity watchdog moment as well, can we get going? Or maybe he had a chastity belt in the car to put on me. If yes, go soon! I still haven't finished packing my bag for tomorrow." With that said, she left Vivian's office, not even needing to look back to know that Morgan was following her out of the shelter, until she was forced to stop beside his car. “Charlie…” he started to say, when he finally reached her, but she just waited for the moment when he deactivated the alarm so she could get into the passenger seat, not giving him much at