MasukWhen I was a kid, my parents took me to a theme park. My favourite ride was the one that spun you so fast that you stuck to the wall as the floor fell out from beneath you. I must have ridden that ride ten times that day and never grew tired of that adrenaline pulsing through my body as I clung to the wall. I feel like I'm back on that ride, clinging to the wall as the bottom drops out but this time I'm afraid of what faces me once the ride ends. “Can you drive me to the hospital?” I ask Charlie and he agrees without asking me why. I hand him my keys and lead the way out of the club. The night air bites at my bare skin and I wrap my arms tightly around myself to keep warm. “Take my hoodie,” He offers, pulling it over his head and holding it out to me. I slip my arms inside the holes and zip it up, the hoodie swamps my body, covering me up. It smells like him, that woodsy scent that I became addicted to when he was mine. The hospital is a twenty-minute drive from the bar. My mind
Charlie“I hope you don't mind that I invited Nortica to join us,” Benji says on the short drive to The Pavilion. “I just thought if I get called in to work then you'd still have someone to watch the game with.”With anyone else I'd consider them to have an ulterior motive, but in the short time I've known Benji I've come to learn that he doesn't play games, he's straightforward and if he says he invited Nortica just so I had company, in case he has to bail then I believe him. “I don't mind,” I tell him, even as I'm excited to spend time with her outside of work. Even if it was with Benji as our buffer. She was acting weird toward me in the elevator, when we were leaving work. Maybe she's angry that I hadn't found the time to check out how our cooking video was tracking. “You said she wants to be friends,” Benji asks as he pulls his car into the underground parking garage. We decided it made more sense for him to drive. I can always walk home if he gets called away. “Yeah and we’
No sooner had I posted Charlie’s cooking video to our social feeds than the comments came flooding in. As I filtered through the comments it didn't take long to realise that most of the viewers were not here for the cooking. I got a sting of jealousy when the girl at the auto shop openly flirted with Charlie. That was nothing compared to what these commentators claim they want to do with him. “I'd suck his wooden spoon.”“He can eat it off my body.”“Can I subscribe to his package?”I considered deleting the video but Josh informed me that sales had nearly tripled since it went up. Sex sells and I had essentially pimped Charlie out. I had delivered Charlie to thousands of women, and put him on their radar. He's a gorgeous man with smouldering eyes and a chiselled jaw, of course he'd draw attention. What if it went beyond commenting? He could return the attraction for any of these women. His sexual appetite runs high and they're basically giving him everything he wants. The worst
CharlieI can be friends with her; it's got to be better than nothing. I'm a great friend, the best. There's just one problem, I've never actually been just friends with a woman before. Every girl I've ever been friends with I've ended up sleeping with. It's not intentional, it just sort of happens and then becomes super awkward afterwards, killing the friendship. Alright, I'm a bad friend, a really, really bad friend. But I'm friends with Kat. We have an amazing friendship where she calls me on my shit and we share inside jokes. That friendship only exists though because she’s married to my best friend, Rowan. I’m fucked. I agreed to being friends with Nortica but I know I'll always want more. I want what we were before and I'm scared that I'm going to overstep and fucked this up and lose her again.I just need to put some distance between us, not stand so close to her and avoid the break room when I know she’ll be in there. Well, that was what my brain told me to do. Do I liste
Look I didn't expect Charlie to be so forthcoming with what led him to sleep with Francesca. I thought he'd just brush me off to avoid telling the truth, just like he did when we were together. When I realised he was genuinely being honest I couldn't help but wonder if this was just a power play, to try and win me back. I had to make it clear that we’re done, that his honesty, now, doesn't change our outcome.“I didn’t tell you the truth about Fran because I was hoping to gain from it,” he says, his face looking pained as he concentrates on the road. “I have nothing left to lose now.”I'd been strengthening my heart for weeks, making it an unbreakable, strong muscle but damn it that near cracked through. “You have your clubs and More,” I remind him and he throws a look at me like I'm crazy. “You think I give a shit about my businesses? Over you?” he asks, the tension between us building. “You only came home because your company was at risk,” I point out to him and he shakes his he
CharlieSo she is rejecting special treatment? Well, this will make it harder to get back into her good graces and win her over. I love a challenge though, it's what drew me to her in the first place and I believe that nothing easy is worth going after. Being in the same room as her is like being an alcoholic, returning from rehab and going to a bar. She is the one thing I crave and I want her so badly that it makes my dick twitch just gazing at her beauty but I can't have her. I'm tormented, just being this close to her, breathing in her intoxicating scent, wanting to unravel her braid and run my fingers through her golden, blonde hair. I haven't had sex in two months, my longest period of abstinence and seeing her again, looking every bit the Goddess I remember, has me pent up and frustrated. What makes it worse is that her anger towards me just turns me on more. Whenever she yells at me my brain reminds me of that night we had that huge fight because of Dimity, how phenomenal th







