Not One, But Two!

Chapter 232

Chapter 232

Craig approached Charlotte shirtless, and his toned, defined muscles and tanned, glistening skin shocked Charlotte into a blush.

Immediately, she lowered her head. "I've put your shirt in the living room."

Craig had taken her to see her parents. She cried so hard that her legs gave away when she returned, and she accidentally kicked the sprinkler, which happened to be pointed toward Craig. It busted, and water instantly gushed, drenching him.

Feeling horrible, Charlotte followed Craig home.

Craig went straight in for a shower and also asked her to pull a shirt out from his wardrobe, to which she obliged. But who'd have thought Abigail would learn of this accident.

She didn't know if that woman would let her imagination run wild, but she did know that she couldn't take any more of the beefy body before her eyes.

"I'm gonna step outside for a while." With that, she dashed out.

"Let's have lunch together later. I have something to tell you."

Craig didn't think anything was wrong at all, for he grew up with a bunch of boys, and he even trained shirtless in the base at that. So to him, it was totally normal for a guy to be shirtless.

Besides, he didn't see Charlotte as a woman.

She was the drill instructor's daughter and twenty-three this year while he was already thirty-four. If anything, he only saw her as a girl. So his mind didn't wander to that area when she headed out in embarrassment.

Charlotte, on the other hand, reeled upon hearing his words and nearly tripped.

He even wants to have lunch with me?!

She wanted nothing more than to hide in her home at this time when he had witnessed her most embarrassing moment. However, she also knew she should thank him on account of him taking her to her parents' grave alone.

Yeah, I should treat him to a meal.

With that in mind, she waited in the living room instead of leaving the Pratt Residence.

While waiting, she pulled her phone out, only to discover Abigail's gossip mode was on, and she couldn't help feeling frustrated. She had a feeling she was only digging a hole for herself if she tried to explain things, so she just played dumb and switched her phone off.

Abigail, on the other hand, was even more curious now when she never got a reply from Charlotte.

Meanwhile, Greg was done cooking and happened to be bringing a plate of pasta over.

"What are you looking at? What's so funny?" He stretched his neck, but Abigail immediately turned her phone over, preventing him from sneaking a peek. "Please respect my privacy."

Greg turned glum in an instant.

Privacy? C'mon, you're already beginning to hide things from me. Wait, she's not really thinking of 'branching out', is she? As the thought crossed his mind, he pursed his lips into a moue. "Sure, respect your privacy. Eat up."

While speaking, he pushed the bowl of pasta to her.

With that, she took a picture before finally digging in.

Greg suddenly calmed and even felt serene when he saw how satisfied she was with the food.

"What do you think?"

"Mm, good."

taking each bite, and very quickly, she remembered that Greg hadn't eaten either. So she twirled a forkful of it and

mouth wide and took the whole forkful into

had her scent, and for the

"I want more."

me? I'm already being generous by offering you one bite, and you're

closer to her and looked warily at

polite, but who'd have thought you devoured nearly half of it in one go, and now you still

urge to tease her when he saw how protective she was of her food. "Just

think about it. You call that one bite?! I swear you're a dog. You swallowed nearly half of the pasta with one bite!" Abigail

anyway, and he might not get it if someone spoke evasively. So why not just

quirked his lips in response. "If I'm a

leg with her good leg.

he even grinned and joked, "Alright, alright, I'm a

at him. "Do you have to

in that little brain of yours, Abigail Kain?" He poked her head as he grinned from

knew he was blame-shifting when he saw

joke. I'm warning you here. I'm

upon the strict

c'mon, you can't be

"Oh, but I am."

took a forkful of pasta and even stared warily at Greg for

her bowl, causing her to freak out and hurriedly shift aside with the entire plate. Just as she continued to latch her gaze on him, she heard a snap. Greg already had his phone camera at

this is a good

herself. "Give me your

"No!"

"Give me!"

reached for it, but Greg used the chance to move

moved away as soon as his lips touched her cheek. However, Abigail

side and squatted down,

Abigail nudged his chest with her

Greg held his

him and went back to the pasta. Then again, her lips were curved into a smile, and

slowly. You make it look like

a little further away from the plate, but because he wasn't careful with his strength, and Abigail didn't react in time, the entire plate tipped and fell on her

"Ah!"

was still rather warm, and she was also wearing unlined pants, Abigail yelped

you just let me eat in

fact that Abigail was pulling his hair. "You can yank on my hair later. Let me

to yank your hair out strand

since she

whatever floats your boat. You can yank

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