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Charlotte's pov I didn't know where the confidence came from, but I believed that I could get Tyler to come to the party. Or maybe it was because I started to sense that Tyler had some kind of liking for me? I still remember what happened when Ava and I came back from the bar and I went into my room, angry because of what Ava accused me of. He gently knocked on my door until I asked him to come inside. When he saw tears in my eyes, he couldn't bear it and started patting me continuously with both hands. I could see the emotions in his eyes and his actions. Then, out of nowhere, he told me some naughty jokes. One of the jokes was about how a woman who's been sad for a long time can't sexually satisfy her partner in bed because most of her feelings have left her through her tears. Instantly, I burst into laughter. I had never heard something like that before. It was so funny and arousing. "How did you know that?" I lifted myself from the bed and sat on the edge, with my legs on
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Author's pov There was a knock on the door of Charlotte's mother's house. It was in the morning, close to 9:00 am. Charlotte's mum's name was Patricia. She was in her early forties, and her daughter had inherited her beautiful figure, and her curves were still very visible. Patricia was in the bathroom when she first heard the knock on the door. She wasn't expecting any visitors that morning. When she heard the knock, she thought maybe Charlotte had planned a surprise visit, but it seemed too early for Charlotte to leave Ava's city and arrive so soon. "Maybe it's one of my neighbors," she thought, slightly shrugging her shoulders. She was almost finished bathing and called out, "I'm coming. Give me a few minutes." She raised her voice. The person at the door probably heard her voice because they didn't knock again. Patricia came out of the bathroom and, not knowing who was at the door, quickly cleaned herself up. Without applying lotion, she put on a yellow gown and hurrie
Resisting My Best Friend's Dad Do I look crazy?
Charlotte's pov When Harry's message appeared on my phone, I felt a mix of pain and anger and this wasn't the way I expected it to be. It transported me back to a time when I eagerly awaited his messages and made my last encounter with him vivid in my mind. I thought I could handle it easily, but that wasn't how I truly felt. It was an overwhelming sense of discomfort. I couldn't eat, my expression changed, and deep down, I wanted to read what he had sent. Did my unconscious mind need a relief from him to move on? I was totally amazed how my body reacted. I needed to leave the dining table, but I didn't want either Ava or Tyler to follow me. So I forced a smile and looked at Tyler, saying, "I'm okay." Even though I had lost my appetite, I managed to put a couple of spoons of food into my mouth. As soon as Ava and Tyler returned their attention to their meals, I stood up and said, "I need to use the restroom. I'm finished eating." "But there's still a lot of food on your plat
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Charlotte's pov Whenever Ava wears that kind of smile, I know she's going to say something related to me being in a relationship. So when she said she wanted to talk, I already knew it was about Eric and that he must have asked her to convince me that he was interested in me. I decided to wait to see the outcome. "Charlotte, can we talk?" Ava asked. "We can talk, but if it's about your uncle having his eyes on me, I'm not interested." "Guess what? Eric came for a different reason." "What reason?" I asked, suddenly becoming interested in what he came for. "It was my dad who called him..." "He called him here for what?" I interrupted. "It's about celebrating his new house. He's with my dad in the living room, discussing the arrangements of the celebration,” Ava said. "How does that concern me?" I asked, and when I said those words, she couldn't say anything. She looked at me as if she had something on her mind. "Can you go on a date with someone? Just one date," she
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Charlotte's pov The moment Ava insisted on seeing the message, I realized I had missed the mark, and it wasn't good for me. "Do you really want to see it?" I laughed from the kitchen, assuming she would continue cooking. To my surprise, she turned off the gas burner and followed me. "Do you really want to see it?" I asked again as I headed towards my room. "Yes, I want to see it. Is it bad?" she asked. The more she followed me, the more anxious I became, and she seemed dead serious. I never anticipated this. All I had in mind was that Ava would happily accept the good news, and there was no way or time for me to fake such a message even if I wanted to. When I reached my room, and after a few seconds, she entered and stood in front of me. "Charlotte, can I have your phone?" she asked. That statement caught me off guard once again, and for a few seconds, I looked like someone who had done something very shameful. "It was a call, not a text message," I replied to Ava,
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