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He more than liked her touch. Charlie couldn't explain why he felt so calm and at ease with Penny, even with all they'd been through, but she seemed to be comfortable with him as well. Of course their romps in the bedroom and elsewhere probably helped with the familiarity of things, but Charlie couldn't think of a girlfriend or any girl he'd been with that made him appreciate the small gestures like a touch to the cheek or a tug on his collar.
"I really, really want to believe you," Charlie said as she tried to reassure him. He knew on parchment that his numbers were great, hell, the fans had even voted him onto the all-star team. Part of him was sure it had a lot to do with all his time in the tabloids, but they liked him well enough not to villainize him like they easily could have. "If I could stop feeling like I'm going to puke any second, I think I could."
Charlie's face scrunched, and he pressed his lips to her neck quickly in a strange sort of kiss/bite before pulling back, "Bet the image of me getting sick all over helps with those urges, hm?"
"I really, really want to believe you," Charlie said as she tried to reassure him. He knew on parchment that his numbers were great, hell, the fans had even voted him onto the all-star team. Part of him was sure it had a lot to do with all his time in the tabloids, but they liked him well enough not to villainize him like they easily could have. "If I could stop feeling like I'm going to puke any second, I think I could."
Charlie's face scrunched, and he pressed his lips to her neck quickly in a strange sort of kiss/bite before pulling back, "Bet the image of me getting sick all over helps with those urges, hm?"
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