Shameless

''sit'' He all but ordered me.
''I'm working... ''
"You're entitled to have a break. Sit with me." Without a word, I did. I sat with a seat between us, keeping my distance. He glared at me and moved on the safe seat. His shoulder brushed mine as he drank the entirety of his glass. He showed it to Abel, asking him to refill it. Then he turned his head in my direction, his face a mere centimetre away from mine. His cologne made me shiver. He was so enticing and I wasn't able to resist him. I never was.
"No one told me if you're doing a great job." His voice was low, making sure I was the only one to hear what he was saying.
"I am!" I said harshly.
''You're mad at me? How come?" His gray eyes pierced trough me, making me look away. "Look at me, Charles!"
"Stop it with the Charles! And stop ordering me around!!"
"Tell me why you're mad at me!"
I glared at him, our faces too closed for my liking. I felt his hand on my thigh, caressing me. He smirked at me, his eyes twinkling maliciously.
"What are you doing?" I looked frenetically around for my brother. "Someone could see!"
"Nobody is paying us attention, Charlotte! Now, tell me what I did to make you angry!"