Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"Charlotte Emerson, I want you, to fill the bathtub with cold water this instant, and bring me some ice cubes while you're at it."

Suppressing the fervent desire in his heart, Shane got up and distanced himself from Charlotte.

"Oh, alright." Charlotte was so flustered and dazed that she didn't have the time to process what was happening. She quickly climbed to her feet, cheeks burning with embarrassment, then ran to the bathroom. Without delay, she twisted the tap to the cold water outlet all the way open and started filling the bathtub as per Shane's orders.

While the water gushed into the immaculate tub, the scene of her body locked under Shane's kept looping in her mind.

She could no longer remember how she ended up beneath him. All that her mind recalled was his rock hard chest, his burning palms, his shallow, inconsistent breathing, and the hard object that was pressed against her abdomen...

She abruptly slapped herself on the head. "Charlotte Emerson, what in the world are you thinking about?"

Besides, she was already a mother. How could she behave as she had never experienced such a thing before?

Charlotte scooped a handful of the ice-cold water and splashed it onto her face. Only after ensuring the rosiness had left her cheeks did she walk out of the bathroom.

"Mr. Fuller, I've..." Once again, Charlotte found herself choking on her words. She couldn't help herself as her eyes widened and feasted on the shirtless man.

The lines on his torso were exceptionally well-defined and lying below his firm pectoral muscles were a cluster of eight-pack abs toned to absolute perfection.

One wouldn't have been able to tell that he was hiding such treasures under the usual slim fit suits he wore.

Catching her voice, Shane looked over with a frown on his face. He nodded and began walking toward the bathroom.

as he passed Charlotte, his lips curled into a mischievous smirk. "Wipe away your

instinctively raised a hand to wipe the corners of her mouth, only to realize that

pokes fun at

around only to meet a door in her

cheeks flared

after, Charlotte dropped by the front desk and asked for

hand, she stood stealthily in front of the bathroom door, trying to eavesdrop on the situation in the bathroom. However, there was no sound of any

have had a fit in there, could he?'

I'll leave it out here

his ice bucket. She

hasn't Cole returned yet?' she

you alright

Still no response.

have happened

be any less significant in a circumstance like this. Charlotte

laying in the

Did he pass out?

and warded off the feeling of embarrassment. She

headfirst into the water

open and he looked down at Charlotte in dismay, who was still struggling to get