Lara bit the within of her cheek. “I’m thirty-two.”

Charlotte’s eyebrows rose. “Okay.”

“Okay to which half…”

“Okay to your concept that nineteen is similar as a couple of. And okay to having dinner tomorrow.”

Lara couldn’t cease herself from smiling. “My place okay?”

Charlotte nodded. “Sure.”

“And promise me that you just’ll simply calm down. Don’t overthink it. We’re simply having a meal. I’ll cook dinner.” Lara pushed herself off the arm of the couch and stood in entrance of Charlotte. “Something you received’t eat?”

“No, I’m simple.”

Lara felt her lips curving right into a smile. “I received’t learn into that.”

Charlotte’s cheeks flushed, as if she hadn’t realized the double which means in what she’d mentioned.

“I’ll present myself out.”

“You booked a automotive already?”

“No,” Lara mentioned as she took her telephone out of her pocket and tapped it a couple of instances. “Nevertheless it’s completed now. Seven minutes away.”

Charlotte nodded as she adopted Lara to the entrance of the home, each of them standing within the lobby. “Can I ask you one thing?”

“Positive.” Lara put her telephone away, dropping it into the pocket of her shorts.

“At Jessica’s occasion, if you noticed me outdoors… Why had been you taking a look at me?”

“Why did you suppose I used to be?” Lara requested, her coronary heart beating just a little quicker.

“I believed you may need been fascinated with me, after which as soon as we began speaking, I suppose, I believed you had been extra of a fan, or perhaps an agent trying to signal a brand new shopper.”

“I used to be taking a look at you as a result of ever since I noticed you stroll in, I couldn’t take my eyes off you,” Lara mentioned, hoping she wouldn’t scare Charlotte off together with her honesty. “That swimsuit…” Lara inhaled a deep breath. “You regarded so fucking attractive. So assured. I’d have completed something you requested me to.”

“Simply that evening?” Charlotte requested with a glint in her eyes, utterly shocking her.

“I don’t know.” Lara slipped her hand beneath Charlotte’s shirt, her brief fingernails frivolously dragging over her abdomen as she backed them up towards the wall, her different hand on Charlotte’s hip, guiding her backward.

“Perhaps we’ll discover out tomorrow,” Lara mentioned as she lowered her head to slowly place open kisses alongside Charlotte’s neck, as much as her ear, till Charlotte turned her head, their lips crashing collectively, a throaty moan escaping Charlotte’s lips as she tried to take management of the kiss, however Lara slipped her leg between Charlotte’s utilizing her physique to maintain her there.

Lara knew her telephone would interrupt them any minute, so she didn’t waste any time, kissing Charlotte completely, her thigh urgent towards Charlotte’s heart, their tongues dueling, Lara’s hand misplaced in Charlotte’s silky-smooth hair.

Lara wished to go away Charlotte wanting her, wishing it was tomorrow already and judging by the look on her face when Lara’s telephone chimed and he or she pulled away, Charlotte’s face flushed, her respiratory heavy, her hair raveled, and her eyes darkish, Lara had achieved her objective.

“See you tomorrow,” Lara mentioned, leaning in for one final kiss, parting her lips towards Charlotte’s, pulling away earlier than Lara wished to, understanding her taxi was outdoors, and that optimistically, they’d be choosing up the place they left off tomorrow.

She spent the brief experience residence not solely believing that any of that had simply occurred, her ideas far and wide, her physique on fireplace.

She couldn’t bear in mind the final time she’d been so consumed with need. She would have liked to be in Charlotte’s mattress proper now, however there was an excessive amount of uncertainty there. She wanted Charlotte to actually need this, as a result of Lara knew she wouldn’t have the ability to deal with Charlotte’s rejection after they’d already slept collectively.

It might be such a blow. Lara had wished this girl for years. She might wait just a little longer, as a result of one way or the other, Charlotte Dixon wished her.

Lara couldn’t cease desirous about how loopy that was at the same time as she unlocked her entrance door, tossing her keys within the wood tray within the hallway, wiping a hand throughout her face as she went upstairs to prepare for mattress.

Though she doubted that she’d get a lot sleep tonight. She couldn’t cease desirous about the way in which that Charlotte had checked out her, the way in which she’d kissed her. It was like one thing out of a dream. Nevertheless it had truly occurred.

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