Craving Charlotte

Chapter 16

Charlotte prov.

Laying on the bed letting the time tick by I allow myself to think. I gave Ethan what he truly wanted and I can't help but regret it. Don't get me wrong I was amazing, however sooner or later everything will catch up with us. Ethan still did the unforgivable and could do it again. I peak up at him his eyes are closed and his lips are parted. I watch as his chest rises and falls. Why do we breathe if our hearts don't beat?

I roll off the bed trying not to disturb Ethan before taking clothes from my suitcase. I decide a good hot shower will refresh me, deciding this I shower quickly. Once finished I notice Ethan is still sound asleep.

I should go for a walk to clear my head perhaps even take the car too and ditch it somewhere out of the city.

Careful not to make too much sound I snatch the keys before slipping out of the room. I look up and down the silent corridor before breathing a sigh of relief. I feel free and normal.

Walking steadily I make my way out if the hotel, on my way out I smile and lift a hand to the receptionist. She is a small polite lady with a dainty face. Her hair sits neatly in a graduated bob just off her shoulder. She smiles and waves back politely. Thankfully she doesn't suspect anything as I assume she has probably seen what was on the news.

"Hi," a tall slender lady regards me as I step out onto the sidewalk. I look up at her noticing her striking red lip stick. She swishes her blonde locks over her shoulders to clear her face. I look behind me to see if she is talking to someone else but I soon realise I am in fact the only one here.

"Err hi," I turn back to her and awkwardly smile.

"Hey! Your Charlotte!" Her eyes open wide with delight, I find myself frowning as I eye her slim but curvy figure. Her boobs bulge from her tight fitting dress. She flutters her eyelashes.

"Do I know you?" I finally ask.
"Well no, but I have heard of you, I can see why he likes you. Your pretty!" She replies a little too fake for my liking.
"Ha, er, thanks. And who likes me?" I begin to twiddle nervously with my thumbs.
"Don't worry about it, I have to dash." And with that she glides, swaying her hips in a sexy way into the hotel.

"Rrrright," murmuring under my breathe, I turn away and head to the place where we left the car. I walk quickly in hope not to attract attention to myself, as soon as I find the street I soon realise that there are no cameras at all covering the road. Quickly I jump in and start up the engine.

Tapping the steering wheel, I think about all the places I could ditch the car. Surely it will be found, unless I burn it. I could drive it out to a field set light to it and take a run back to the city. I nod my head, that's what I should do.