Johnathon POV
Charlotte was still moody over the ring she had picked out. No matter how many times I tried to cheer her up, I was met with resistance and anger. I couldn't win. Even after we retired to the bedroom, she was more than a little snappy. I decided that some seduction was in order. She was always in a better mood after we did the deed. This time should be no different. I leaned over the bed and kissed her lovingly on the lips. She barely responded. I continued, relentless, her lips parting with reluctance. It was like kissing a dead fish. I began to put my hands underneath her shirt and slowly raised it above her head, slowly dropping it to the floor.
I kissed the nape of her neck, my hand reaching behind to unclasp her bra. She made no move to help me. In fact her body langu
