Charlotte, who must have returned while I was upstairs showering, was on his heels. “It was meant to be helpful,” she called after him. He turned around, the lines of his body tense, his eyes shooting fire at Charlotte. “I almost molested her. When she was feverish and unconscious,” he ground out. “Oh dear,” Charlotte said. She looked up, placing one finger on her chin. “Was it meant to be halved not doubled?” She took her finger down. “Yes, that must have been the problem.”
Lol i thought she might have slipped something in the OJ!! Lol
