Chapter 61

Theós POV:

Charlotte sat huddled on the sofa, buried deeply in the vast amount of blankets that were given to her. An annoyed glare and sulky pout seemed to be a permanent look as her facial expression hasn't changed in the past few hours. Her annoyed gaze never left the TV show that was playing. It was an odd children show called, "Chowder". I thought, despite the fact that Charlotte chose the show, she wasn't enjoying herself by the way she was glaring at the flat screen.

I've asked multiple times if she wanted me to change it to a different show. All I received was sulkier pout and a firm head shake.

My hands tingle to spank the bouncy fat of her ass each time she responded without eye contact or words. Her generally worsened attitude had me yearning to yank her over my knee and lay repeated harsh pats towards her ass. The horny whispers coming from my beast wasn't helping me disregard my wants.

If it wasn't for the fact that we haven't reached that part in our relationship, plus t