Johnathon POV
Charlotte sauntered confidently to the front of the line. As usual, she was stunning, clad in a tight dress that showed off her impressive cleavage, and had a slit to show off her long legs. It was daring, it was bold and it showed her figure off to perfection. I could see the looks of envy from other men as they stared at her, and I puffed out my chest, feeling smug as I held her hand. I was a lucky bastard. Flair had never pulled this kind of attention before, being more of an introvert, but then again, I never really liked to take her places either. She never asked it of me, not like Charlotte who constantly insisted on going out and socializing.
The hostess gave Charlotte a slow smile. "Welcome to the Gilded Lily, how may I help you?" she asked.
Charlotte flipped her
