Charlotte Sanguinite POV:
“Robert?”
“Stay here and don’t move,” he orders, his footsteps echoing away from me a second later. The smart move would be to listen to him, since I don’t know what is here, but I’ve already made a series of dumb decisions tonight. What’s one more?
“Charlotte…” Robert’s growl vibrates through my bones as I cover the distance between us and grab the back of his wet shirt for guidance.
“I got scared standing there by myself,” I claim, smiling at the back of his head.
“I don’t know if anyone has ever told you, but you’re a terrible liar,” he mutters. Stay close. I know you can’t see in the dark.”
I’ve never had anyone try to protect me or shield me the way Robert does. It makes me want to lean on him.
After a couple of minutes, the tiny passage suddenly widen
