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
Not even on his worst days at work did Morgan remember feeling as angry as he had the day he'd witnessed Charlie talking about her desire to sleep with other men. Almost an entire day had passed since then, and still, he still hadn't been able to completely calm down. Whether it was packing, giving the attention Sawyer was increasingly demanding, or simply standing there, waiting for Charlie to finish getting dressed so they could drive to the airport, that fury he had felt at the thought of Charlie with another man still raged through him. Enough even to make him and Charlie end up exchanging few words in the last few hours, which was unheard of. They hadn't exactly fought, but he had to admit that the mood between them hadn't been the same since that had happened. And as much as a part of him wanted more than anything to make amends with Charlie and get things back to the way they were before, there was another part, more stubborn and primal, that didn't want to put up with it while
Morgan had lost count of how many times he had told himself, and also Charlie, that this marriage was just a contract between the two of them. A plan to thwart Samantha's hidden intentions, whatever they were. So there was no need to overestimate a lightning wedding ceremony that would take place in a chapel covered in flashing neon lights. And there was no reason for him to be nervous as he waited for Charlie in the chapel waiting room, as they would be next in line. Yet there he was, in a cold sweat, sitting in one of the tattered chairs in the place, dressed in an unnecessarily elegant suit for a wedding that meant nothing. That was what reason told him. That was what he needed to convince himself of, so that he could live peacefully with Charlie and not bother her with his feelings for the year they would spend together. But, of course, he couldn't. His heart was racing and he could barely contain his excitement to see Charlie again, after she had asked for a moment to go to the b