CHAPTER 15

CHARLOTTE'S POV

My breath caught in my throat as he leaned in. I didn't know why I said what I said. I was probably starved of attention and my body spoke for me. I was frozen as he moved closer, my broken mind screaming at me to stop it. He stopped just shy of our lips touching. I almost whined.

“We should see about that movie". He whispered, his breath ghosting over my lips. What he was really asking was ‘do you really want this?' I did want it, I wanted it badly. But I knew it would be a mistake.

“Yeah, we should. You promised." I whispered back.

His gaze dropped to my lips for a see seconds, and then he leaned back. “Bring the ham". He walked out of the kitchen.

I sagged, putting my hand over my chest once I could no longer hear his footsteps. My heart was hammering away. I could accept it, I was madly attracted to Jameson. But there was a part of me that wanted more from People, and I did not want to be hurt again. I sighed, fumbling with the pots on