Two hours later, Sean woke to the sound of his alarm. He shut it off and rolled over to wake the beauty next to him. He found her staring at him, and couldn’t help but smile. He felt like all he ever did was smile when she was around. He ran his hand along her side and felt her shiver under his touch.
“This is a good look for you.” She said, smirking.
“I could say the same about you.” He replied, soaking in all she had to offer under the covers. He noticed her face turn pink and she shrugged her arm across her body, covering up. He gently grabbed her wrist and moved it to the side, looking into her eyes. “I’m serious.” He said. “You’re absolutely gorgeous. Fully clothed or fully naked or anything in between.” He pressed his lips to hers and she deepened the kiss. He felt his dick twitch against her leg and she giggled.
“Now that I’ve given it up, you’re gonna have a one track mind, huh?” She asked.
“I’m a young guy with a beautiful naked girl in his bed. Do you blame me?” He laughed.
“I guess not...” She gave him a sly smirk. “We have to get up and start getting ready for dinner now.” He frowned as she climbed out of the bed and headed towards the bathroom. Right before she passed through the door, she turned her head around and looked back at him. “Are you going to join me?” She asked with a wink.

Oh hell yes.

He jumped out of the bed and took after her, reaching her just as she was turning on the water. He grabbed her waist and spun her around, pinning her against the shower door. He smashed their lips together and pressed his whole body against hers. He licked her bottom lip and she opened her mouth, allowing him to attack inside. He guided them into the shower without breaking their contact and settled under the steaming water. He felt her smirk under his lips and she moved her lips to his neck. He sucked in a breath as she traveled down his chest and groaned when she bit his hip.

Fuck. This girl is going to kill him.

-Charlie-
Charlie wouldn’t necessarily consider herself a rookie between the sheets. She had slept with a couple of guys in her twenty years, and certainly knew what they had enjoyed. But showering with Sean had been an entirely new experience for her. She had no clue what had come over her, but she just had to take care of him. It turned her on knowing that she was the reason for the incomprehensible noises coming from his mouth.

They ended up taking a lot longer in the shower than she had planned, and had to rush to get dressed, get dinner cooked and get the apartment presentable before Brayden and Janine arrived. Charlie video chatted with her brother for a short amount of time while she was preparing the food, and he wished them both a happy holiday. They also called Sean’s parents briefly, and wished them the same.

Sean was setting the table and Charlie was just taking the majority of the food out of the oven when they head a knock at the door.
“It’s open!” Sean yelled. The door swung open and Brayden came bounding in with Janine hot on his heels.
“Merry Christmas!” Brayden yelled excitedly and attacked Charlie with a gigantic hug.
“I have no control over him. I hope you will forgive me because I brought wine!” Janine said, apologetically.
Charlie and Sean laughed.
“Merry Christmas to you too, buddy.” Sean chuckled as he gave Janine a hug and took the bottle from her hands.

Once everything was plated, the foursome sat down at Sean’s dining room table and marveled at the delicious dinner before them. They dug in and Charlie was pleased with the mumbles of approval from her friends. It had been a while since she had last made an important meal like this, and it made her happy that they enjoyed it.

Towards the end of dinner, Sean’s phone started to ring. He tried to ignore it, but it rang again. He sighed and got up from the table, answering it. Charlie could tell from the tone of his voice that it was his agent, John. She turned her attention back to her two friends sitting at the table to continue their conversation.

Without warning, Sean came storming back into the dining room holding his laptop.
“How could you?” He yelled, looking between her and Brayden. “I thought I could trust you. Both of you!”
Charlie was confused.
“What are you talking about?” Brayden asked.
Sean turned the laptop around and Charlie saw a picture, clearly from the night before, of her and Brayden standing by Sean’s car. She had her arms wrapped around his torso and he had his around her shoulders. He was kissing her forehead. The headline said: “Is Couturier’s New Woman Making Her Rounds?” Charlie’s heart dropped to her stomach. She started to read the article, which basically talked about the video of her surprising him and then went on to question why she seemed so comfortable with his teammate.
“Are you crazy?” Brayden yelled.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Sean asked. “You’re sitting there asking me if I’m crazy when you’re putting moves on my girl? You know how much I fucking love her. What the fuck, man?” Sean was livid at this point.
“Sean, that’s not what it looks like.” Charlie spoke up.
“Then what is it, Charlie?" He turned his attention towards her. "Because it sure as hell looks like you two getting all cuddly together. Am I not enough for you?”
“Stop it, Sean!” She yelled, surprising herself and her friends. “How could you even ask that? You’re more than enough for me. You’re the only one for me and you know that!” Tears pricked in her eyes and threatened to spill over.
“Then what is this? Why are you so cuddly with him? Why is it that he’s always kissing your forehead and hugging you so much?” He asked.
“Couts, you were there!” Brayden interrupted. “She was freaking out and I walked her around to your car. You know this! I hugged her until you came out and supported her like a good friend. That’s it!”
“Sean, do you really think I would cheat on you? Do you not trust me?” She was getting angry.
“I don’t know what to believe.” He said, anger in his face. "A picture is worth a thousand words, Charlie."

Charlie took a breath. She couldn’t believe he was being like this. She slowly took off the ring he had given to her just hours earlier and placed it on the table.
“Apparently me accepting this ring meant absolutely nothing to you. And me giving myself to you must have meant even less if you think that’s how I am.” His face went white.
She took her plate into the kitchen and placed it in the sink. Returning to the dining room, she fought back the flood of tears that wanted to fall.
“This was supposed to be a nice night with friends, and I’m sorry that it hasn’t happened that way. I’m going home now. Maybe we can talk to each other again when you find some way to trust me. Trust your girlfriend who loves you, rather than some stupid reporter who took a picture out of context and wrote whatever they felt like to get a story.” He had no response.

With that, she grabbed her coat and keys and walked out of the apartment door, finally letting the tears flow.

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