Novel & Cerita Henry And Charlotte Kiss

"Sure, captain." Coward Chase happily handed me to Ethan the moment he asked no ordered him to leave the dancefloor. The music had changed to a slow one. I placed my hand on Ethan's shoulder and believe me when he placed his hand on my waist, the spark returned. My thin layer of dress couldn't hide the feel of his hand on my skin. We moved slowly with the sound of music. Our eyes never broke the contact. I wanted to ask him, why did he kiss me on my cheek but choose not to. I was too afraid to speak something stupid and break this special moment.

Charlotte was calm as she had expected him to mention it. “So? Did I do anything wrong?” she asked. “No you didn’t!” Henry answered quickly. “I’m just shocked that Sebastian would do that publicly,” he confessed. He was working in his study when Alexia and his mother busted into the room asking him to watch a video. He refused at first thinking they wanted him to watch one of those awful soap operas as they normally did until Alexia said it had to do with Charlotte. He gasped in shock when he saw Charlotte and Sebastian kissing so passionately in public.

He continued kissing the beauty in his arms, planning to call Nathan to handle the person at the door. "Uncle, it's George. Is Charlotte in there?" came the voice from outside. The people in the room froze. Charlotte felt like she'd been caught cheating, even though she and George were no longer engaged. Sebastian, still lost in kissing Charlotte, had her top pulled up, his head buried in her chest, sucking on the pink tips. Her slender waist glowed under his touch, and all he wanted was to devour her in that moment.

I swallowed. Charlotte was looking at me softly, and when I finished speaking, she raised a hand to stroke my cheek. “Reject you? I could never reject you, Nathan.“ She sniffed back tears as she spoke. “I'm sorry. And I love you, Charlotte.” Charlotte leaned closer to me, her lips grazing mine. “I love you too,” she said against my lips and crashed her mouth into mine. The kiss wasn't gentle. It was a battle of teeth, tongue, and lips. As though we have been starving for each other's touch for too long.

She gathered her courage and walked over to his side. “Zachary, could you please stand up?” Jebediah and Lorraine, who were in the middle of a conversation, immediately went silent. Their eyes stared at her in shock. Zachary’s dazzling, crystalline eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. However, he complied and got to his feet anyway. “What do you…” The next part of his question was completely cut off, as Charlotte had wrapped her smooth, silky, white arms around his neck, standing on the tips of her toes to kiss him fully on the lips.

He met her teary blue eyes that glimmered with hope and love, and he still didn’t know who she was. The man kissed Charlotte's tears away and told her, “I’m here now and no one will hurt you again.” With that comment, he kissed her lips. Just then, the corridor lights turned on. Standing there and looking at the two people kissing each other with eyes full of rage was Teddy Hudson. “What the fụck is going on here?” Teddy demanded as the light came on and he caught his wife, Charlotte, and his elder brother, Jack Hudson, kissing each other passionately and also reaching to strip themselves naked in the corridor.

"Mrs. Arden, I want Harrison to come back. If you can make that happen, I'll agree to your request. And if you're not here for Harrison's funeral, please get lost and stop disturbing his rest." Penelope felt utterly desperate. Just then, Jonathan stumbled over to Charlotte in a hospital gown while being supported by a caretaker. "Charlotte, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to deceive you. I just love you too much. Can you forgive me? Harrison is already dead anyway. Won't you at least consider giving me a chance?" Charlotte looked at Jonathan, who was pleading desperately before her, and said with a venomous glare, "Sure." Just as Jonathan and Harrison's parents let out a collective sigh of relief,

Wentworth took Emma's hand and kissed her knuckles like a true gentleman. "It's nice to finally meet you in person." He said, pulling back to face Mark, without waiting for Emma's response. "Your wife is a true beauty. You have lucked out." He notes to Mark. Emma and I exchanged glances, barely controlling our faces. His actions and his words were funny. It's not our fault. I looked at Wentworth again, and as our eyes locked. I could tell that his own gleamed with something I could not place. "Miss Young." He said and kissed my knuckles. His touch lingered longer than strictly necessary.

Young Edmund Lockwood didn't believe me. "No. Charlotte's had this planned forever. She said we'd get married at 25. The groom has to be me." I lowered my eyes. I didn't realize how emotional I was at 17. I got excited, I cried, and I clung to things with that stubborn, almost childish kind of resolve. "Then I'll show you." We added each other, and I sent him the photos Charlotte Collins had just posted. She had lost that soft, girlish look. Her smile was more polished and controlled now.

He had thought she was walking towards him, but instead she continued to walk past him as if she did not recognize him. Charlotte walked towards Shane. He quickly turned around, "Charlotte, wait!" Charlotte completely ignored him and the unexpected happened in front of her. He saw Charlotte kissing a man's hand. His eyes widened instantly, "Charlotte, what are you doing?" Charlotte turned her head but Shane held her hand and asked silently, "Is he the one?" Charlotte gave a small nod. Shane led his wife to change places and he positioned himself in front of Charlotte. Jonathan raised an eyebrow, "Charlotte, what is this?"