He had
only thrown a 'fit' because it was his
sister who would be walking around this place with all her bits hanging out for everyone to see!
Charlie didn't care if it was a work even or a club or their bloody house, he did
not want to see Delilah in that fashion and most certainly did not want other people looking at her and ogling her and---he had every
right to be concerned for her public displays of----herself.
"
Incredibly," Charlie said, putting his arm out for Delilah to lead her to the table that had been set for them. He had been
hounded by the press and the photographers; it was as if they were replacing Axe with
him because their captain was no where to be seen. Charlie tried to answer all the questions and correctly as he could, but for the most part he smiled and laughed and thanked everyone for coming. What else could he say?
They were the champions, they were the best until next season arrived; he wasn't going to deny any of that. They were halfway to the table when a rather catchy song came on and Charlie had a change of heart. Delilah
was here with him when she could be here with her boyfriend. He could at least show he appreciated the gesture and her much classier dress.
"C'mon Delly, show me some moves," he said with a grin, pulling her roughly to the dance floor.
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