Maverick The door to Charlie’s apartment wasn’t locked, which was already a bad sign.I pushed it open, only to be greeted by the sight of a half-naked woman in one of Charlie’s shirts scurrying across the living room. Her blonde hair was a tangled mess, and her heels and purse were against her chest as she hurried toward the exit.When she realized I was standing there, she froze for a second as her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. Then she scurried past me and disappeared out the front door.I sighed. “Typical.”The whole place smelled like whiskey, perfume, and Charlie’s irresponsibility.There was a trail of clothes leading down the hallway, and I followed it until I reached Charlie’s room.He was in bed, shirtless with the sheets halfway down his body. His arm was resting over his face like a man who had no worries and problems.I cleared my throat, loud enough to wake even the dead.Charlie groaned and rubbed his eyes. “What?”“You’re unbelievable.” I folded my arms. “How
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