"Finally, we're done" I say as I flop back onto the bed

"You've only lifted two bags and they were the mini ones" Charlotte says entering the bedroom with a heavy suitcase above her head

I gulp as my eyes focus on her exposed torso that flexes whenever she moves.

Not to mention how good she looks in grey sweatpants.

She should wear them more often.

I suddenly feel a weight being lowered onto my hips as Charlotte leans down. Our faces are now inches apart as she ...