Eric sat beside her and bent to clasp those pieces of jewelry around her ankles. He placed a soft kiss on it, its small bell rang as she flinched.

“Eric!”

He leaned in, hovering over her, and brushed her lips with his thumb.

“You like it?”

“Yes!”

Charlotte moved her feet and heard to the soft melody of her anklets.

“You better stop being so cute before I am tempted to do things.”

Her waggish smile showed her playful side.

“Really, which things?”

Eric’s query was responded by a small peck on his lips, she unbuttoned his shirt painfully slowly. Eric pulled her for a kiss, she turned her face...