Chapter 467
There was a brief pause on Petra’s end, and when she spoke again her tone sounded a little off. It was unlike her son cam to was hesitant and awkward.
“I… I already ate.”
Charlotte fell silent.
“So Petra had heard it too? Oh God,” she thought.
Her face flushed even redder.
It was all Sean’s fault. That kneeling kiss had completely melted her brain.
She had forgotten that she almost always ate dinner with Petra.
And around that time, Petra had probably come to call her.
“R–right… okay then,” Charlotte stammered before quickly hanging up.
After dinner, Sean pestered her again, trying to convince her to let him stay the night.
He promised over and over that he wouldn’t try anything–that he just wanted to hold her and sleep.
Thinking about how she had made him hide from Xena earlier, like some shameful secret, Charlotte felt a pang of guilt. And because of that guilt, she eventually agreed.
That night, Sean really did keep his promise.
He simply held her and didn’t try anything.
Sometime in the middle of the night, half–asleep, Charlotte vaguely felt someone touching her.
A soft hand stroked her cheek, gently pinched her nose, and then brushed a kiss across her lips.
It tickled.
“I knew it,” she thought sleepily. “He can’t behave.”
But she was just too tired to care.
She let it go and drifted into deep sleep.
It was the best rest she had in a long time. No dreams, no waking up in the middle of the night–just pure, uninterrupted sleep.
It was the weekend, so she didn’t have to go to the firm, and no cases were rattling around in her head.
When she finally opened her eyes again, the clock on the wall showed it was ten.
Her entire body felt sore and weak.
Charlotte shifted slightly and caught sight of an arm wrapped around her from behind, stretching out from beneath her neck.
She had been sleeping on her side with her back to Sean. One of his arms was tucked under her head, the other resting on her waist, holding her close.
He was curled around her, their bodies perfectly aligned.
It was surprisingly comfortable.
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Since she had been lying on her side, her shoulder had naturally created a small gap. His arm fit perfectly in the her shoulder and neck, so it wasn’t pinned or numb.
They were pressed close–her back nestled snugly against his chest.
He was still asleep.
Not that she blamed him. After three rounds last night, he had every right to be exhausted.
Charlotte gently lifted the arm around her waist, trying to slip out of his hold.
Just as she started to sit up, Sean’s arm tightened and pulled her right back into his chest.
“Stay a little longer,” he murmured, his voice husky and thick with sleep.
“It’s already ten,” Charlotte replied softly.
“Just a little more. We’ve got nothing to do today.”
She let out a helpless sigh and relaxed back into his arms, letting herself drift off again.
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When she opened her eyes the second time, it was already 11:30.
Almost lunchtime.
She sat up and nudged Sean. “It’s eleven–thirty. Get up and wash up already.”
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