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Chapter twenty-two

Charlotte's  POV

I dreamt of this moment for years, but nothing could prepare me for how it really feels. 

His lips part and I watch as his chest rise and falls with each quickening breath.

Hes for facial hair now, a small amount of stubble around his mouth, lower cheeks and chin. 

His dark hair forms his forehead, in desperate need of a cut, still styled the same messy way.

Its all I can do to take my mind off just how badly I want to grab it and pull it. Hard.

His blue irises shine; matching the shirt he's wearing underneath his suit jacket so well.

The tattoos that peak out of his shirt collar are new and my fingers itch to run over them, re-learning every part of his body. 

God.

Hes still desirable as ever, still makes my heart feel like it's trying to beat out of my chest every time he looks at me.

Neither one of us smiling, just staring at each other, both not sure what to do.

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