A feeling washed over Evie. She didn’t know if it was guilt, shame or something else, but she knew she felt bad.
She had flirted with Jaxon, forgetting about Charlie at the time, and then literally screwed Charlie only feet away from Jaxon, leaving him to hear everything.
Evie picked up her coat and bag “I need to leave. We shouldn’t do this again.” And headed towards the office door.
Charlie grabbed her arm as she rushed past. “No, we need to talk.”
“About what?! What is there left to talk about?” As she pulled her arm out of Charlie’s grasp forcefully.
Charlie frowned at her tone and actions. His lips tightening into a line, the dismay radiating from his eyes.
Evie immediately shrunk into herself and took a seat on the small cream sofa, keeping her eyes down.
“We need to ta
