Charlotte Thompson hadn’t yet reacted, already enveloped and lted by the intense emotions conveyed through that kiss.
Between the entanglent of lips and teeth, a sweet ambiguity spread, like a soft thread weaving and binding their hearts.
It was an inseparable bond, a connection that kept their hearts longing for each other no matter the ti or place.
The bouquet originally held in Charlotte’s arms also slipped to the ground as her limbs weakened.
Petals scattered upon impact, spreading a heady fragrance and romantic softness at the feet of Justin Battleson and Charlotte Thompson.
Not until Charlotte felt the air in her lungs was nearly depleted did she gently push against Justin Battleson’s chest.
"There’s surveillance in the elevator!"
Charlotte playfully glared at Justin, her fair cheeks tinged with a blush like the evening glow, and her shimring eyes swept past, seemingly capturing half of a person’s soul.
She leaned softly against Justin Battleson, pushing against his chest, seemingly wanting to create so distance.
"This is my private elevator, no surveillance here."
Looking down at Charlotte in his arms, Justin’s throat moved as his soft lips brushed against her cheek, planting gentle and delicate kisses behind her ears and down her neck.
"Justin..."
Charlotte was extrely shy, shrinking back her neck to evade Justin, but at this point, she was already cornered in the elevator with no way to retreat.
"Why did you co early? Didn’t we agree that I would pick you up?"
Taking Charlotte into his embrace, Justin pressed a button in the elevator.
"Because I missed you."
Charlotte answered Justin’s question without hesitation.
Finally, Charlotte glanced down at the fallen flowers, pouting slightly in discontent.
"It’s all your fault; look at the flowers I prepared for you, all dropped."
Seeing the regret on Charlotte’s face, Justin brushed her hair with his fingers.
The warm tips of his fingers paused on her skin, and Justin gently cradled her cheek, soothing her in a tone matching Charlotte’s earlier.
"It’s my fault for upsetting Mrs. Battleson. I’m willing to accept any punishnt."
"Really?" A smile crept onto Charlotte’s lips.
"Of course." Justin earnestly replied to Charlotte’s words.
Charlotte wrapped her arms around Justin’s neck, standing on tiptoe to lean into his embrace.
"Then... I punish you to accompany sowhere right now."
But after hearing Charlotte’s words, a look of surprise flashed across Justin’s face.
"Aren’t we going to the bridal shop first?" Although Justin asked this, he was already pondering.
They had agreed today to visit the bridal shop for their fitting and to take photos, but seeing Charlotte like this now...
Justin understood.
"But now I want to go sowhere else." Charlotte’s lips curled into a smile.
"Anything is fine, my ti is all yours anyway, only yours." Justin nodded gently, his gaze soft.
Afterward, the two left the company, arm in arm, unknowingly stirring envy among many employees.
Charlotte offered to drive, and Justin had no objections, instead curious about where she would take them.
Soon, they reached their final destination.
The amusent park.
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