Charlotte Thompson felt Justin Battleson’s breath near her ear, carrying a warm hint with it as the faint wind licked her earlobe. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novęlfire.net
At first, his breathing was noticeably heavy. She could feel her chest rising and falling with Justin due to their close proximity.
She felt a trace of moistness on her shoulder.
Knowing she had touched his deepest memory, she held him tighter around his solid back.
After a while, Justin’s breathing returned to normal, and he took a step back voluntarily.
Then he was greeted by her delicate and soft hands, with slender knuckles, gently holding his cheeks.
Justin was enjoying the warmth she was bringing to him, and lifted his hands on top of hers.
He was looking straight into her eyes. Her gaze was filled with care for him and the movement as lively as splashing water making him reluctant to look away.
Charlotte’s voice was soft, even sobbing, "It was my suspicion that made you think of those things again. I’m very sorry."
Her slender hands stroked his face, also easing the pain in his heart.
"It won’t happen again in the future, I’ll be with you all the time."
With that, a healing smile appeared on her face.
When she spoke again, her tone was so relaxed that it was like she had become a different person, completely putting the heavy topic behind.
"To apologize to you, I’m allowing you to go on a date with me for a day."
"A reward?" Justin’s usually serious face lit up with a smile. "You’re rewarding me for an apology?"
Charlotte pretended to lose interest and reluctantly pulled back her hand.
"Yes, eh...If you don’t want it then forget it."
Justin Battleson saw through everything, a faint smile on his face as he intertwined her hand with his, "Wait for me to change clothes, and we can set off right now."
Justin Battleson’s so-called changing clothes was merely switching his suits for something more casual. Seeing Charlotte still locked in her room, he sat down on the sofa and patiently waited.
Ten minutes passed according to the clock on the wall, but there was no sign of Charlotte coming out.
"Charlotte? Are you done?"
From the tone of Charlotte’s response, she didn’t seem to be in a rush.
Listening carefully, he could still hear the music playing in the room.
Justin Battleson, who usually had no interest in makeup, suddenly realized why there would be hundreds of songs in the makeup playlist on the music app. The lengthy makeup time was fully demonstrated by Charlotte.
Seeing that half an hour was approaching, Justin Battleson, who couldn’t wait any longer, asked again. He got up and moved closer to the door, worrying whether there was any issue.
Her door opened in response, and Justin standing at the entrance looked somewhat awkward.
Charlotte, wearing large frame sunglasses on her high nose bridge and a mask covering her small face, looked like a female celebrity at the airport trying to avoid recognition.
If it weren’t for the clothing she wore that they had chosen together, he would probably not recognize her when walking on the street.
"What are you laughing at?"
Even with the sunglasses on, Charlotte was still sharp-eyed, catching a slight uplift at the corner of his mouth which he failed to suppress.
"Being fully armed can sometimes attract more attention."
Charlotte argued persuasively, "I’m now participating in a variety show as a public figure, so it’s better to be careful with my appearance."
Justin didn’t know what to do with her, so he reached out to drape his arm over her shoulder and walked towards the door.
"Since it’s a reward, we’ll go wherever you want."
Charlotte raised her hand and pulled the edge of the mask up slightly, tilted her head and thought, "Then let’s go to the newly opened escape room."
Justin Battleson didn’t know much about it.
Charlotte took his hand.