chapter 2

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so i can't believe it's been 11 months or so since i promised to write last! wow time really flies. Don't know where to kick off from but i'm just going to go with the flow. :)

Hope i can gain some more fans!! xx

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Charlotte POV

So okay, i'll admit it, no matter how far away i was from that idiot of an ex, i still thought about him casually. I mean i just met one of the hottest guys i've seen in what? My whole life! Yet i'm here already making small comparisons between them...wow...i need a slap. I paced around throughout my suite plotting, how would i approach this scenario? Do i go the drunk route with late night/early morning hookups? Do i play hard to get? i sighed. I mean i could be over exaggerating and Adrian could just be looking for a vacation fling to say he had done them all.

There was only one solution to this on the brink anxiety attack! A bubble bath and i smiled thinking it wouldn't be complete without some champagne. After a quick call, i was assured i'd expect my choice in 10 minutes or so, which would allow me to explore the outdoor portion of my suite. Unlocking the doors i ventured out, can't say there was much sun left, it would be setting soon, hour or two. Just then i got that little feeling your body gets, can't quite explain in detail, it's like you sense something two seconds before it actually happens. I turned quickly to notice Adrian standing a few feet behind me. Wow i thought to myself, maybe coming all the way out here was a bad idea, I was caught on the spot. Then that smile made me think that it was fate, everything happening was for a reason.

Adrian's POV

"Lucky me" i thought, whilst mentally high fiving myself at the same time. However i decided on a more nonchalant facial expression with my "Aha looks like i came for a smoke at the right time" greeting. "Can i offer you one?" i asked. My mother always insisted i was courteous towards people and it always scored me points with the ladies. "No thanks i don't smoke" Charlotte replied. As i was about to continue the conversation she paused me and ran back to her room, "what could be so important" i thought as i casually drifted behind her. "Looks like you're expecting company" i grinned feeling a sting of pain in my heart as the words left my mouth. "Oh no it's all for me" she laughed, wow i was mesmerized again, everything she did i found it so cute or amazing, hell yea, she was amazing on the whole. "So is that a yes or a no?" i heard Charlotte say, "Oh sorry, what did you ask, i drifted off for a second, so sorry about that" i blushed apologetically, i can't believe i just zoned out, what a freak i can be sometimes. "I was just asking if you wanted to join me for a drink, i only wanted a glass or two, i can't finish this whole bottle by myself" she asked. Was that a nervous look on her face, oh yeah that was. I realised i had the upper hand in this so i switched back to my bachelor replies and seductive demeanor. "Why would i ever reject a beautiful lady such as yourself Charlotte" i replied with a wink. I felt like things were about to get really interesting soon, we all know ladies and alcohol don't always mix and with all these sofas and a bed nearby, anything could go down. I chuckled to myself feeling smug already. "What?" Charlotte stated looking confused but my reply was "nothing dear just remembered a joke i heard earlier" keeping my composure as to not give any hints of my true emotions.

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Short i know! I have a busy day tomorrow and it's quite late. Plus i'm not to sure if many people are going to even read this but i'll see where this goes in the coming weeks.

xxx Leave comments and what not so i can get some feedback. ;]

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