#Chapter40

"Babe, I would like to leave before next year" Charlotte says teasingly as she watches me from my door frame

I silently laugh at her joke as I glance up at her through the mirror that I'm currently in front of.

My outfit consists of a black spaghetti strap tank top that is covered by a white knitted sweater, a pair of denim ripped jeans and a pair of white shoes.

As I continue to look at her I allow my eyes to stray further down her body to the point where I'm practically checking her out.

What?!

She's mine, I can do whatever I want.

As long as...