Charlotte's POV
I don't know what will be Jack's reaction after I close the door on his face. I should have asked him to stay a little longer or offered him some tea since that was the least I could do for him to bring me drinking water.
But what I did was horrible, and I knew it was because of the foreign feeling that I felt. I don't want to look like a fool in front of Jack. I kept my distance from him because his intoxicating scent alone made me want to come closer to him and hug him.
I didn't linger behind the door since I didn't want to hear his pleading. I was afraid that I could no longer say no to him, and while I could still control myself, I did what was best for us. I thanked him, and that was enough.
I was in my room rolling on my bed after I took a shower and blew dry my hair, and I quickly sat up on my bed. My face felt so hot as I realized I hadn't given Jack the payment for the water. It would be too late to call him now, for he might be home already.
