Chapter 14 Part 1

Charlie

“Charlie…Charlie, wake up.” I ignore Maxwell’s whispers by burying my head into my pillow. His voice sounds too close for comfort, but when my forehead is scratched by something that feels similar to facial stubble I freeze up.

My mind analyzes the scene before my body starts moving. My head’s not nuzzling into a pillow, it’s snuggling into Maxwell’s shoulder. As the feeling to the rest of my body starts to perk up, I find myself curled up against his cold rock hard body all the way to my toes. My arm drapes across his bare chest, my leg intertwined with his. What seems like minutes, but most likely is mere seconds later, I leap backward, swearing under my breath.

My body over jumps and is on the verge of falling out of bed altogether, but Maxwell’s strong grip pulls me fully back onto the mattress. “What did I do?” I point to myself in shame and immediately blame him instead. “What did you do?” But the blame settles on my shoulders as I contemplate if I actually could have do