Mialotte: Eternal Sweethearts

60. Shut her up...

A/N: Two sensual chapters back to back, don't say I don't treat you! Please refrain from reading if adult material upsets you. This was a request from two very lovely people x

= The engaged lifestyle is getting to our lovers, they seem to have some conflicting opinions on some very controversial topics. One sets the record straight.

Mia laughed at her love. "You can't be serious, are you mad?"

Charlotte sat at the breakfast table, frowning at her phone screen. "Stop, you know pineapple belongs on pizza, right?"

Mia glanced up from her warm tea, smirking. "Oh, come on, Char. Pineapple on pizza? That's just... wrong."

Charlotte gasped, dramatically placing a hand over her heart. "Wrong? It's delicious! The sweet and savoury combo is perfect."

Mia shook her head, chuckling. "You're actually crazy. Pizza is meant to be savoury, not a dessert."

Charlotte stuck her tongue out playfully. "You just have no taste. Next, you'll tell me you hate chocolate-covered strawberries."

Mia raised an eyebrow. "I love chocolate-covered strawberries. That's completely different. Also we literally ate those on our fourth date!"

Charlotte scoffed, crossing her arms. "I know. Whatever, Mia. Your food opinions are totally whack."

Mia grinned, leaning back in her chair. "Oh, really? Says the one whose diet consists of appletiser and galaxy bars...."

Charlotte's jaw dropped. "Appletiser is an amazing choice of drink! You better take that back! You're just being a snob."

Mia laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Maybe, but at least I don't ruin perfectly good pizza with my freak ideas. If you pulled that shit in Italy we'd get launched into France."

Charlotte huffed, a teasing glint in her eye. "Well, I don't have to listen to you. You're just jealous because you know I'm right."

Mia's expression shifted slightly, a little hint of dominance creeping into her eyes. "Jealous? You seriously think I'm jealous?"

Charlotte leaned back in her chair, smirking. "Yeah, you are. I know you are, because you can't handle the truth, Mia."

Mia's eyes darkened, as she raised her eyebrows in disbelief, her tone dropping.

"Watch that pretty little mouth of yours, Charlotte."

Charlotte's smirk widened, pushing further. "Or what? Like you're going to do anything about it?"

"Careful..." Mia stood up slowly, her movements deliberate. "You're getting a bit too bratty for your own good, Char."

Charlotte rolled her eyes, her tone mockingly sweet.

"Oh, please. Like you could do anything to me."

Mia's jaw clenched, her eyes locking onto Charlotte's with an intensity that made her pulse quicken.

"Don't be so sure, sweetheart. You want to test that theory?"

Charlotte's bravado wavered for a moment, but she maintained her defiant posture. "I'm not scared of you, and your silly stupid 'oh look at me, I'm so strong oh I'm so much better than you' persona, Mia."

Mia moved around the table, her presence commanding and unmistakable.

The redhead rolled the sleeves of her shirt up, feeling herself get bothered at the attitude her Char was giving her.

Charlotte knew better than this, she knew to not test Mia. Why did she decide to switch her act up now?

As she walked over, she was towering over Charlotte, sitting in her chair, cocky as ever.