H2o Just Add Water Charlotte Novels & Stories

She came down from the bed with her hand on the bedside table, for support. Her head felt like it was spinning, she couldn't recall how she had ended up dozing off last night, she took bottled water from the fridge in the hotel room, uncapped it, she poured it down her throat as she felt dehydrated. Charlotte picked up her phone from the bed and checked the time, her eyes widened when she saw it was already 8 AM. "Jeez... I'm late for work" she said and immediately threw her phone to the bed, dropped the bottled water, and dashed to the bathroom, removing her t-shirt on her way.

Charlotte seeing that an opportunity is here for her to act and get her Revenge, She followed right behind Anna tiptoeing and hiding so that Anna wouldn't notice her She Followed Anna all the way down to the place where the base is water is being supplied in the base And as if God is by her side, There was no one there, Except Anna and her that is hiding by the side. Just after Anna switched on the Water and was filling her gallon, Charlotte got the opportunity and sneaked behind Switching off the water from the main Place. Fortunately for her no one saw her or noticed her movement "What's going on?" Anna muttered as she saw that the water suddenly stopped coming out.

She'd always been a sucker for a dominant man. "How can I help you today, Charlotte?" Gio asked as he sat in his chair, steepling his fingers while his hungry eyes beckoned her. And Charlotte gave her libido a quick talking to before she replied. "One of your workers accidentally bumped me this morning and knocked my phone into the water. He insisted I come down here and mentioned that his boss might be able to help me with my phone- his name was Henry." Gio grinned, and Charlotte's ovaries sighed lustfully. She really needed to get laid-her trusty silver bullet was no longer cutting the mustard.

If Charlotte was bold enough to use Zachary’s reputation as collateral, then this exchange was legitimate. Charlotte accepted the antidote. She held the bottle against the neon lights in the night sky and peered into its green liquid. “How does this work?” “Mix it with warm water and make him drink it all at once. He’ll wake up in half an hour…” Charlotte turned on her heel and headed toward the hospital ward.

“Sorry mother.” Charlotte forced a sour smile, appreciating, “thank you, Anna.” Anna beamed and stood straight on her feet. “Let me get you water.” Charlotte nodded in approval. “Okay. Thanks.” She uttered in a low tone. Cohen eyed Anna, walked into the kitchen and returned with a glass of water. He struggled to free his feet and move closer, but he couldn’t. “Here is it, mother…” Anna said. She slowly moved the water to Charlotte’s mouth and held the water while Charlotte drank.

She gives me a film star smile. "How about a soak in the tub," says James. "Great idea. Charlotte, red, white or cava?" ***** Ten minutes later, up to our chests in warm water and foam, I fill the flutes, passing them across. "'Scuse me a mo," says Charlotte, then slides under the surface. She rises again a few seconds later, snorting bubbles. "How do you feel now?" I ask. James tips his glass to me, smiling, but he doesn't speak. Then, his lids drooping, he looks away.

“Okay. I’ll come pick you up.” At that moment, Charlotte realized that her three-year relationship had been nothing but a joke. She silently closed the chat window, placed the mouse back where it was, and pretended nothing had happened. Then, she walked downstairs to the kitchen and ladled herself a bowl of oatmeal. Spoonful by spoonful, she ate. Zac had a sensitive stomach. She had learned to make him a warm, comforting bowl of oatmeal—simmering oats with milk and honey, then adding soft, diced sweet potatoes for a bit of natural sweetness.

Cassidy chirped happily and Bree put her hand on Charlotte's as if she was congratulating her and it made her blush deeper. "Hot damn... he's that good. You're like tomato red my dear, here...drink some water. Might need holy water, but we're not in the vicinity," Dee pushed her glass of water and watched in amusement as Charlotte drank it almost finishing the glass. "Girls, give her a break," Bree scolded them as she tried to give Charlotte time to calm down and continue her story.

"Here, let’s disinfect your wounds first!" Charlotte was a little taken aback. This usually mischievous woman actually knew how to handle these things better than she did. Joan dipped a clean cloth into the water, wringing it out gently. The sound of the dripping water was almost musical, soothing Charlotte. Joan carefully wiped Charlotte’s wounds, explaining as she went, "This water has a disinfectant in it. Don’t worry, you won’t get an infection." Charlotte stayed silent, staring blankly at the table in front of her when a sudden sting made her wince.