Mike's P.O.V
Tom and Katie left with the boys, leaving me and Charlotte awkwardly standing in her front room. I smiled and she smiled back.
'So... Do you want a drink or something?' I nodded.
'I'd love a cuppa'. She rolled her eyes and grinned. 'What?'
'Nothing, Just you Brits and your cups of tea. It's such a stereotype'. I couldn't help but grin.
'Well, what can I say, I'm a typical British gent'. She laughed and headed to the kitchen, I followed.
She started fussing around making me a drink and now it was just us and I had the chance, i took a good look at her. She was really hot, but, There was something about her that was... familiar.
'You know, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before'. I told her honestly. She paused for a second before smiling.
'Do I?'
'Yeah, Ha
