Johnathon POV
Needless to say, I was in a bereft mood, dwelling on the phone call Charlotte had been on and the messages she had received while we had been 'busy' in the swimming pool. Now we sat in the living room and Charlotte looked satisfied with herself, while I was glowering, angry at how used I felt and how she had managed to distract me from what I was beginning to suspect was a highly suspicious phone call.
"I'm surprised to find you two down here" her Grandfather quipped, coming into the room and settling his body down onto the sofa "Don't newlyweds normally spend their days in bed? Why don't you go spend some time at one of our hotels?" he suggested.
"I have too much work to do" I muttered, not looking at Charlotte "and I intend on going back to work tomorrow."
"Johnathon,
