"Um...I wasn't going anywhere," I mumbled.
"You weren't? So you are just a peeping tom?" Charles smirked.
"Hey! It wasn't like I purposely came here to look through your window. I was just exploring. I saw your light was on, so I got curious," I explained.
"I see. So this is all a big misunderstanding," Charles said. His tone sounded condescending. What was his problem?
"Yes. That's correct. Now let me go. You're making me uncomfortable," I said and pushed him off.
He grabbed my shoulders again. "Hold on. I'll let you go, but first, I want to see what the big deal is," his eyes were dark.
"What do you..." I croaked as he suddenly slid his hand inside my shirt. What the hell?
"Dude, what?" I looked at him with a horrified expression. I didn't think he'd make such a bold move. I was m
