Charlotte Thompson's waist had always been a sensitive spot, and when Justin Battleson pressed it like that, it tickled her so much that she shivered.
But the very next second, she looked up in surprise at Justin Battleson in front of her.
She hadn't misheard, had she?
"Hmm?" Justin Battleson saw Charlotte looking at him somewhat blankly, and his brow raised slightly.
Charlotte, however, seemed to have discovered something amusing, as a radiant smile spread across her lips.
"No way, Justin, are you actually getting jealous over someone like that?"
As she spoke, Charlotte leaned forward slightly, resting her chin on Justin Battleson's chest.
"And did you just say you think you're handsome?"
Charlotte had never imagined that she'd hear such words from Justin Battleson's mouth one day.
"Is there a problem?" Justin Battleson stared at Charlotte's opening and closing luscious lips, barely restraining the urge to kiss her.
It wasn't the people around him that he cared about.
