Lust or Love

Chapter 12

Charlie and Evie continued to pleasure each other over and over until neither one had any energy left in them. As they lay on the bed, cuddling each other in satisfaction, Charlie couldn't help but ask "Why did you leave before?" as Evie looked up with a furrowed brow.

"What do you mean?" she asked, without breaking eye contact.

"The first time we did this, you snuck out on me. Why?" Charlie asked again.

"I tried not to disturb you, I had to leave. It's probably not what you are thinking though. I.. I." Evie sighed before taking a breath "I felt guilty, because I was married at the time," she explained, and Charlie stiffened. "You are married?" He quizzed before sitting up and knocking Evie off his chest.

"Yes I was, but it isn't what you think! I am technically a divorcee now. We were over when we met on the plane. The night I left is when I finalised the divorce. So I felt guilty after 'that night' because 1, I was still married technically, and 2, because it was the best night I had ever had in that context.. without bigging up your ego" she smiled, nudging Charlie with her shoulder, attempting to joke as she knew things had taken an awkward turn. Listening to her, Charlie was unsure what to think.

"So, you are single now?" he asked, confirming her explanation. Evie answered with a nod. "May I ask what happened?" Charlie asked, wanting to know, but at the same time, just being grateful it did happen because if it hadn't, then she wouldn't be there with him and they most likely would never have met. Evie let out a deep sigh, contemplating telling Charlie everything. She had not yet told anyone the ordeal she had suffered through alone these last few weeks.

“It is a long and shocking story, are you sure you want to hear it?" Evie asked. Charlie just stared at her without moving. "Fine! So I came home from work. It was our second anniversary. When I got home, I heard thumping. I caught him obviously, in our bed with some blonde woman.. Little did I know that woman was my own mother! So I left, packed some stuff and headed to the airport with no destination in mind. The next thing I know, I'm on a plane to London. I met you and shocked myself by engaging in, well, what transpired in the plane toilets and then headed to my hotel near the airport. That is where it got worse... I was sexually assaulted by the receptionist. Silly that I thought I had made a friend, but no. I got away without him doing much and then headed here, where I am now in the Premier Inn. I then saw you again. We did what we did and all that. Then I saw you one time with another woman. I followed you. I was just going to say hi but then I heard you two going at it in your office... so I left. Anyways, then I actually managed to get a job here, because my business had burned to the ground, literally! So I had no reason to go back to Chicago." Evie took a deep breath.

"Then - yesterday I was out with my friends from work, who had ditched me at some point! And the receptionist man that tried to force himself on me before, tried it again.. but then he was just gone, no idea what actually happened. ... Then I opened my eyes and there you were, and... here we are now." she ranted.

She felt a weight lift off her shoulders, it felt good to let that all out. Charlie remained still, an expression of shock on his face. "And now I have broken you" Evie smirked at this. Charlie got off his bed and headed to his closet to get some clothes . He came back out in a pair of black joggers, looking like a model with his toned abs on display, making Evie gulp. He handed her a t-shirt and headed towards the bedroom door.

"Come with me" he said as he walked out. Evie sat in the bed, questioning what had just happened. She had just let out everything that had happened to her the last few weeks and part of her expected Charlie to comfort her. She had certainly not expected him to just tell her to get dressed and leave the room.

As Evie descended the stairs, she heard Charlie clanging around the kitchen. She headed towards his sleek black marble breakfast bar and sat on one of the stools, watching him as he whisked some mixture in a bowl, his back to her.

He had already poured two crystal glasses of bourbon, so Evie took one glass and played with the rim. Thinking how lucky she was to have been able to be part of his life, no matter how short a period it may be. She smiled at the thought that his could be anything more, lost in her thoughts. Charlie turned around, not realising that Evie had come down. He looked at her as if she had day-dreamed and he smiled as he whisked his pancake mixture. How beautiful she looked as she sat there, her long blonde hair flicked to the side, her eyes shining from the light and he had to admit to himself that he liked how she looked in his clothes, knowing there was nothing underneath.

He continued to cook, not wanting to disturb her thoughts, thinking his own thoughts himself. Could she be different? Was she more than just a one-night stand or a booty call to him? Would she try to take him for a mug like Jessica did?

As Charlie dished up his pancakes with a mixture of berries and fruits, along with the bourbon, he joined Evie at the breakfast bar.

"Seeing as it is now..." he looked at his watch, "4:45am, I thought we should have something to eat, and, of course, a drink, as we have some things to discuss" as he picked up the glass and threw back the whole shot in one.

"You mentioned that the asshole that was attacking you tonight, tried this before?" his eyes on Evie in a serious matter. She nodded as she bit the inside of her cheek. This sent a rage through Charlie, he breathed a deep and agitated breath.

He picked his phone up and sent a text to Alex immediately. "He will be dealt with, the scumbag will no longer see the light of day." putting his phone down. "You also said you saw and heard me with another woman, would you like me to explain?" he asked Evie.

She sat at the thought of how she really did want the explanation but decided against it, shaking her head in refusal. She didn't want to come across as the clingy type of girl he probably loathed and, as she had no idea what was happening between them, Evie felt as if she shouldn't need to know.

Charlie raised his brows in response. Usually the girls he used for s*x always wanted to know more, but then Evie wasn't like that, which he knew deep down.

"OK, so some i***t slept with your mother, divorced you, your business burnt down, you were sexually assaulted twice by the same man, you started a new job and you live in a Premier Inn?" Charlie listed.

Evie kept quiet and consumed her pancakes and berries. "So we are going to do something about this. You will be spending the weekend with me." Charlie stated "Uh -" Evie started to protest. "No, no buts. This is what is happening and you will do as I say, otherwise I will tie you to my bed and leave you there!" Charlie stated with a naughty look.

Evie blushed, almost opening her mouth to protest more but thought, as much as she would like that, she should listen to what he had to say. "The scumbag has been dealt with. We are going to find you a flat if you plan on staying in London. I will speak to my agent. Do you know your budget?" He asked Evie, who just shrugged her shoulders. "Where do you work?" Charlie asked with genuine curiosity, especially since he had been looking for her in his building since he saw her leaving the lifts.

"Enough of this." Evie said as he pulled Charlie's waistband. "Lets have a shower" she teased. And with no effort needed, Charlie agreed. He was unable to say no to her.

Evie led Charlie back upstairs and straight into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and as he turned around, Evie was naked. He looked at her in approval. Her skin flawless, her body was a perfect combination of slim and toned, her breasts plump and perky, her n*****s a shade of pink and erect, her eyes hungry for him and he didn't even need to feel how wet she was.

Evie lost her breath as Charlie looked at her. She was trying to steady her heartbeat but was failing. She was excited for him and wanted him inside her. She craved his touch, his rhythm and his huge member. She wanted to feel him relieving himself inside her just as much as he wanted that from her.