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“Okay,” she says, but doesn’t sound at all convincing.
“Call your doctor, I’ll be back in five minutes,” I tell her.
Nodding, she stands, and I watch as she trips over herself, trying to make it to her phone.My clumsy Angel, what am I going to do with you? Nothing, ass-fuck. Get your goddamn head on straight, this is not forever.
Chapter 14
-Life Changes, Thomas Rhett
Julia
Iwake up, severely overheated, and in a vice. I can’t move a muscle. Rolling my head to the side, I see Charlie has me tucked into every nook and cranny of his hot delicious body. And by hot, this time, I mean actual temperature hot.
“Charlie,” I say, trying to wiggle myself free, which only causes him to grasp me tighter.
After I got off the phone with the doctor two nights ago, I told Charlie that she didn’t think I needed the emergency contraceptive. We were both relieved, I guess, but the rest of the night was a little strange. He made it very clear that he was not leaving my room, so after a quick shower, we climbed into bed and held on to each other until we finally fell asleep. He has been within arm’s reach ever since.
“Charlie?” I try again, this time poking him with my elbow.
“Oomph,” he says. I guess I elbowed him a little harder than intended.
“What the hell, Angel?” he asks, sounding sleepy.
“Sorry, I’ve got to pee and get ready for work,” I tell him, “I have the early presentation today.”
“I keep hoping I’ll walk into one of these seminars and see your hot ass up in front,” he says, drawing a line around my hardening nipple.
“Seriously, I have to go to the bathroom,” I tell him.
“Are you kicking me out, Angel?” he says, laughing.
“Yes, I have a routine I need to stick to before I do these stupid presentations,” I tell him, which only piques his interest more.
“Ah, yes, the Pink and Taylor Swift montage I heard yesterday. Will you let me watch this morning, Angel?” he asks, his voice full of sex and trouble.
“Fuck no, are you nuts? I’m not letting you see that kind of crazy,” I tell him honestly.
Pulling me under him, he says, “How many times do I have to tell you? I want to see all your crazy, I want to hear all your crazy, I want all of you, Angel.”
Snorting, I say, “You’ve seen all of me, Charlie. Trust me, there is nowhere left for you to see.”
Suddenly serious, and so freaking sexy, he leans in within inches of my face, “Oh, sweetheart. That’s where you have it wrong,” rolling his hips, he grinds his hard cock into me, “I have so much more exploring to do,” he kisses my neck, my bathroom needs forgotten. “So many more positions to try,” he sucks my earlobe into his mouth and I try to rub my thighs together. “So many places to experiment with on your sexy little body, sweetheart,” when he nips the sensitive spot on my neck, I swear I almost come.
As quickly as he started, he pulls away, shooing me from the bed. “Out you go, Angel. I think you said you have to use the restroom and get ready for work.”
I can’t help the pout I know is forming on my face.
Standing, he captures my lips with his. “Do you have to go to the dinner tonight, Angel?” he asks when he allows me to come up for air.
“Dinner?” I question, all brain cells exploding from just a kiss. Shaking my head, I come to my senses. “Oh, dinner. Yes, tonight.”
“I’ll escort you then,” he informs me.
“Oh, you will, will you? What if I already have a date?” I tease and immediately regret it.
His beautiful features turn dark, “Then you’ll cancel it. You are mine for as long as I can have you, do I make myself clear?” Charlie seems as surprised by his declaration as I do. “I… fuck, I’m sorry, that was such a dick thing to say. You’re making me crazy, Angel. So fucking crazy.”
I know I should be pissed, I’m an independent woman after all, but fuck me. I want to be his.
