Half an hour later.
Anthony carried Charlotte into the bathroom and set her gently in front of the big mirror. Her lips pressed together, cheeks flushed a bright pink that only made her look more delicate.
He stood behind her, chin resting lightly on her shoulder. He took her hand, guiding it under the running water, and started washing it with care. The smile tugging at his lips was impossible to hide.
“Do you still think I’m old?”
Charlotte didn’t answer, just puffed her cheeks out in a stubborn pout.
Anthony couldn’t help chuckling at her cuteness. His lips curved with amusement as he lowered his voice, “Your hands are so talented, but you use them for…”
“Anthony, shut up!”
She spun around, ducked her head, and bit hard on his bare shoulder. A deep red mark appeared, Charlotte showing no mercy at all. Honestly, he spoiled her too much.
“Are you done? Or do you want a bite on this side too?” Anthony didn’t try to get away. He just wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled his shirt down on the other shoulder, inviting her to take her revenge.
Charlotte shot him a glare, exasperated. “You’re getting more and more outrageous!”
Noticing the marks he’d left on her, Anthony just grinned, unbothered. “I guess I haven’t been acting much like a decent person.”
Charlotte was left speechless.
***
By evening, after dinner, Anthony brought Charlotte to the villa in the city.
All afternoon, ever since the exam results came out, Andrew, Parrish, and Shirley had been huddled at Stella’s place. They sat with stacks of university guides, discussing which schools to choose.
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