Bab 319: Just A Kiss

Charlotte's POV

I didn't know what I was doing, and I couldn't believe myself watching Jack taking laps in the pool. I felt obligated to accompany him after he prepared French fries and fresh fruit juice for me.

I could feel the sweetness of the apple mixed with fresh orange in my mouth, and there were more than just two flavors in my juice that I couldn't pinpoint its flavor. I felt shy to ask him, and I wondered why even the juice he prepared tasted so good. I hate to admit that Jack Morigan is more than just a pretty face.

I could see his muscular arms as he took a backstroke, and I could watch him all night with butterflies swarming in my belly. I know I have to stop myself from fantasizing about him since he will never like me, but I couldn't stop my innocent heart from liking him; besides, I don't want my heart to take over my sanity and allow him to be my lodger.