It's finally Saturday. Last night at the bar it felt like time was crawling. All I wanted to do was go back to her place and hold her. We didn't get out of there until after 3:00. I woke up at 1:00, and I have been laying here for the last 58 minutes. Charlotte said she would be done with work by 2:00. I'm staring at the time on my phone waiting on the longest 120 seconds of my life with my thumb hovering over the 'send' button.
James: Are you done with work?
I sent it a minute early. Whatever.
Charlotte: Yes, got home about 20 minutes ago.
James: Thank you, for agreeing to this tonight.
Charlotte: I'm a little nervous, to be honest. What are you wearing?
James: Tattoos
Charlotte: ....Just... tattoos?
I went into the bathroom, dropped my briefs, and snapped a selfie in the mirror. That will distract her.
James:
She better have a fucking password now...
Charlotte: JAMES!!!! Oh my god!
James: Well, what are you wearing? Don't leave me out.
Charlotte: Bubbles
James: Pic for a pic. Those are the rules!
Charlotte:
James: You're so beautiful.
James: Hey babe... who took that picture?...
Charlotte: Why? Are you jealous?
James: Who took the picture?
Charlotte: Ooo, protective and possessive I see.
Charlotte: Lacy took the picture. And don't worry, she sees me naked all the time.
James: I'm going to ignore that you just said that.
James: Wish I was in there with you.
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RomanceCharlotte is a 28 year old who is working as the head Chef at Tris, the most in demand restaurant in Los Angeles. She is career focused, and looking for the perfect man to fit into her life. She is incredibly particular and has a list of what she e...