Chapter 87

Charlotte didn't hesitate. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she tiptoed and tilted her head to kiss Daniel's cheek. But he suddenly tilted his head as well, and her lips landed on his instead. His arm tightened around her waist, pulling her closer. What was meant to be a peck turned into a kiss. Men always had their tricks. It wasn't until Charlotte whimpered about not being able to breathe that Daniel finally let her go. The kiss left her feeling weak, and her lingering drowsiness returned. Charlotte flopped back onto the bed, watching as he adjusted his tie in front of the mirror. If he was going to tie it himself anyway, why did he have to wake her up? Daniel watched her reaction through the mirror, a smile curving his lips as his mood lifted. "I'm heading to work. Tonight's the company's annual gala, so I'll be back late. Don't wait up." "Who's waiting for you?" She huffed internally but still responded with a soft, "Okay." Downstairs, Daniel handed another velvet box