The Bad Boy Next Room (Charlie and Taylor) novel Chapter 62

Guardian Angel: ‘What? Kissing is now some sort of punishment?’

Inner Devil: ‘Oh, shut up! Can’t you see? Our Charlie is being punished! She’s fighting for her life with her tongue!’

Guardian Angel: ‘Do I still have a job here?’

The heat was on!

Charlie had no idea how things had escalated so quickly, but at that moment, their muffled moans filled the air, and the sound of their heated kisses reverberated throughout the room.

Taylor kissed her like he was starving, like he had waited too long to taste her again. And Charlie? She kissed back, melting under the intensity of it all.

The more their tongues tangled, the more Charlie became enthralled in the kiss. Taylor’s lips were soft and warm. Each touch seemed electrifying. His hands, firm yet possessive, held her steady like he was afraid of losing her.

Charlie could say they were at the peak of the moment when Taylor suddenly pulled away, his eyes narrowing as he studied her desperate gasp.

“Fuck, you are enjoying this punishment,” Taylor noted.

Instantly, Charlie’s ears burned. She panicked, thinking hard. Then, she thought of using all the lessons she had learned in K-dramas.

Slowly, she rested her hands on his solid chest. She gazed up at him with wide, earnest eyes, bit her lip, and fluttered her lashes innocently. She aimed to look cute and imagined her eyes forming hearts.

“Can we just forget about this, please?” she pleaded. “As if wrapping me like a burrito and spanking my butt in front of your friends wasn’t punishment enough.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and begged again, “Please.”

Taylor sighed, looking more frustrated with himself than anything. Shaking his head, he cupped her face again and warned, “Don’t do this again.”

Charlie nodded quickly. “Okay, okay.”

His expression softened. He leaned in, pressing a soft peck to her lips, then another on her forehead. He peeled away, grabbed her hand, and said, “Come on. We are already here. Might as well introduce you to my high school friends.”

“Oh, and Drew—the guy who approached you earlier? He’s my senior from high school, the person I came here to meet,” Taylor shared. “You might think he’s good-looking, but the truth is, Drew has had multiple surgeries.”

He smirked and leaned in, whispering, “Drew used to have a parrot’s nose and rabbit ears, so... yeah, don’t be too impressed. And remember, this is just a secret. Don't tell him I said so."