Chapter XLII
Carolina “So you had another vision,” Charles says from the comfort of one of the luxurious couches of the living room. The scene in front of me is something new, and something tells me I’m not going to get to enjoy a calm experience like this in a while. After noon, Elijah and I finally crawled out of bed. I had to all but push him out my door so he could shower in his own bathroom instead of mine. We both changed into some form of comfortable clothing - me in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top and him in just a pair of sweatpants. It’s as if he wants to punish me for not letting him have his way with me this morning by tempting me with his beautifully sculpted abs. We’re both now in the kitchen preparing lunch, or rather I’m the one preparing us lunch. The living room that Charles i
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