“And then you showed up in just your bra and panties in front of him? On purpose?" Vivian asked, in the middle of a laugh. “And worst of all, he didn't even do anything. “ Charlie sighed, frustrated, as she finished filing the exams they had done on the animals, that long day of work. “Now, don't be so pessimistic. “ Vivian consoled her, still out of breath from laughing so much “You're getting married, after all. There will be many more opportunities for you to tease him. I'm sure that, in one of them, he'll end up giving in." Her friend promised, ducking her head to finish taking notes for the day. “Honestly, I'm starting to doubt if this is really going to happen. “ she sighed sadly, leaning over the table so she could put her chin between her arms “ Before, I thought that all I needed was for him to want me back, then everything would be resolved between us. It was so simple...! But now it is very clear that it is not. No matter how much I tease him and show off to him, he i
“Can you guys take this conversation somewhere else? “Vivian asked suddenly, although her expression made it clear that she was having a great time“ There are some guinea pigs sleeping in the cage on top of the counter and I'm afraid that language will corrupt their innocence." “You're right, I'm done with my shift for today. “ Charlie agreed, turning to face Morgan, who still looked bewildered as she had just said “And, in case you're done with your purity watchdog moment as well, can we get going? Or maybe he had a chastity belt in the car to put on me. If yes, go soon! I still haven't finished packing my bag for tomorrow." With that said, she left Vivian's office, not even needing to look back to know that Morgan was following her out of the shelter, until she was forced to stop beside his car. “Charlie…” he started to say, when he finally reached her, but she just waited for the moment when he deactivated the alarm so she could get into the passenger seat, not giving him much at
Not even on his worst days at work did Morgan remember feeling as angry as he had the day he'd witnessed Charlie talking about her desire to sleep with other men. Almost an entire day had passed since then, and still, he still hadn't been able to completely calm down. Whether it was packing, giving the attention Sawyer was increasingly demanding, or simply standing there, waiting for Charlie to finish getting dressed so they could drive to the airport, that fury he had felt at the thought of Charlie with another man still raged through him. Enough even to make him and Charlie end up exchanging few words in the last few hours, which was unheard of. They hadn't exactly fought, but he had to admit that the mood between them hadn't been the same since that had happened. And as much as a part of him wanted more than anything to make amends with Charlie and get things back to the way they were before, there was another part, more stubborn and primal, that didn't want to put up with it while
Morgan had lost count of how many times he had told himself, and also Charlie, that this marriage was just a contract between the two of them. A plan to thwart Samantha's hidden intentions, whatever they were. So there was no need to overestimate a lightning wedding ceremony that would take place in a chapel covered in flashing neon lights. And there was no reason for him to be nervous as he waited for Charlie in the chapel waiting room, as they would be next in line. Yet there he was, in a cold sweat, sitting in one of the tattered chairs in the place, dressed in an unnecessarily elegant suit for a wedding that meant nothing. That was what reason told him. That was what he needed to convince himself of, so that he could live peacefully with Charlie and not bother her with his feelings for the year they would spend together. But, of course, he couldn't. His heart was racing and he could barely contain his excitement to see Charlie again, after she had asked for a moment to go to the b
"Are you well? " was the first thing Morgan asked her, as he opened the taxi door for her, in front of the hotel "You seem nervous about something..." “No, no... I'm fine. “ she did her best to manage a natural smile, not wanting to draw his attention further to the tension she was feeling, as the two entered the bright, white marble covered lobby “ I'm just looking forward to seeing the hotel, I I think. I've never been to such a beautiful place." " Serious? “ Morgan's eyebrows rose, showing how confused he was “But you were so insistent that we go straight to the chapel when we arrived, instead of checking into the hotel first..." “Uh… Yeah…” Charlie smirked, furious with herself for having thought of that stupid excuse, which could end up making him more suspicious “You know, the wedding was more important than anything else. Besides, I've been a little disoriented lately. I think... It's just a natural reaction to everything that's been going on the last few days. You know, thin
“Don't be silly. I came up with the idea of this marriage, so it is my obligation to bear all the consequences of it, including the financial ones. “ he replied, very calmly, as he bent down near the edge of the bed where she was sitting, to untie and take off her shoes “ Besides, I promised in my vows that I would give my all to take care of you, remember? If I had read between the lines, I would have understood that this includes that my money will always be there as long as the accounts exist. So get used to the idea that now I'm going to be with you everywhere, Charlie, whether you like it or not. “ he joked and Charlie decided that this was a great time to tease him a little, as Vivian had taught him. “ Is this an invitation for me to join you in the bath?" She lay face down on the bed and when he lifted his head in amazement, her faces were mere inches apart, just as she wanted. Despite his initial surprise at how close she was, Morgan's expression soon turned cloudy, almost da
“I left it freezing in the fridge. I'll get it for you." he advanced towards the fridge handing the bottle to her soon after, with a dismayed expression “But let's not exaggerate, okay? The few times I've seen you drink something, it's been pretty clear that you're not exactly resistant to alcohol..." “What did we already talk about you treating me like a child?" She raised an eyebrow, taking the bottle from his hands “ If I want it drunk, then it's my decision." “Okay, okay…” he raised his hands in surrender “Just don't forget that we have a plane to catch early afternoon tomorrow. And it's not exactly comfortable throwing up in a toilet 500 meters up." “I'll keep your advice in mind." she sneered , secretly enjoying the feeling that he was worried about her, even if he wasn't going to admit it aloud “Now, come here! Let's eat! “ she encouraged him, sitting in the chair right in front of him with her legs gathered, so that the hem of her shirt was even shorter, almost revealing her
Charlie wasn't sure how long he'd been touching himself in the dark of night, imagining what Morgan's naked body would feel like, especially when he was on top of hers, driving into her hard. However, even if they were meters apart at that moment, none of their faded fantasies could compare with reality. Of course, the cloudy glass of the shower stall, which appeared to have been fogged up by his heavy breathing, wasn't helping her see everything as clearly as she would have liked, but there was no mistaking the shape of what he'd wrapped in one of the hands. Swallowing hard, Charlie pressed her thighs together, leaning her head a little farther beyond the crack she'd opened in the door, trying to see more clearly the work of art that was his naked body. With each new stroke, the muscles in his arms moved over her skin and his bare, massive thighs quivered a little, as if the pleasure he was giving himself was too much to handle sometimes. But nothing could beat the perfection of the