Noelle’s smile turned playful. “Sure, but you’d only have one customer–me!”
Charles chuckled and playfully tapped Noelle’s nose. “You’re such a tease!”
Noelle blinked and stretched her neck, trying to reach Charles’s face with her hand, but she was too far away. She pouted. “Come down a little!”
Charles gave her a look, holding her wriggling hand still. “Settle down. Your hair isn’t dry yet!”
“Hey, duck down a bit!” she exclaimed, trying to get up, but Charles gently pushed her back down. “No more playing around!” He did lower his head, though, and Noelle was delighted. She playfully rubbed and pinched Charles’s smiling face, noticing his eyes seemed to sparkle even more.
Noelle raised an eyebrow when she saw the look on Charles’s face and quickly let go. “Come on, don’t be lazy. Dry my hair already!”
Charles gave her a soft look and then tenderly held Noelle’s face, planting a kiss on the tip of her nose. Noelle giggled, feeling ticklish, and tried to push him away, but Charles held onto her hand, showering her with kisses.
He kissed her forehead, her eyes, her nose, and then her chin.
Noelle felt her heart race as he kissed her, and she nervously gripped Charles’s sleeve. She shivered as his gentle lips met hers.
With a quick move, Noelle found herself swept up in Charles’s long arms, turning completely around to sit on his lap. They kissed deeply, as if they could not get enough of each other.
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