HarleyQ1986
Friendly Lunatic
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Charlotte Rae Murray
Charlie looked back at him in surprise when he said he had her records too. Her eyes narrowed at him for a moment as she tried to decide if she was going to be angry with him over that. There didn’t seem any real point, he already had them and more than likely had read them by now. Shaking her head she scowled at him wondering how many other girls he had used that dimpled grin on to get out of trouble. “Well that’s perfect,” she said a little huffily as she watched him for a moment as she crossed her arms.
She wasn’t at all sure how she felt about him knowing just about everything medically about her. There were a lot of years where she’d spend time with this therapist or that one and she didn’t like that Tucker might have everything they said in her record. There wasn’t a whole lot she could do about it but still… did he have to have that sort of information on her?
Her thoughts derailed when he crowded her with his body as he moved out of the kitchen. She couldn’t stop herself from looking up at him or stop her mouth from going dry as could be suddenly. Charlie wasn’t used to being around someone so… sexually present and he was still shirtless which didn’t help the matter either. She was thankful her arms were crossed because this time she was perfectly aware of how her body reacted to him and she’d be damned if she’d let him notice that again. What she didn’t realize was that he’d be able to smell her arousal on her, it wasn’t too heavy but enough had she really thought about it she would have been embarrassed all the same.
When he moved away she hesitated a moment before following after him. She felt like she could breathe again and only when she was sure she wouldn’t do anything foolish did she move after him. Charlie smiled and reached out to take the shirt from him before she turned away, “Thank you.” Without waiting she pulled the lab shirt off over her head and tossed it on the floor. Thankfully they had left her with the white bra she’d been wearing so at least she wasn’t naked and she hardly minded him seeing her back if it meant getting out of the disgusting clothes she was forced to wear.
The shirt was huge on her but after buttoning it up, except the top two which would have been high on him was decent on her, and rolling the sleeves up it wasn’t terrible. She considered tying the shirt instead of buttoning the last buttons but decided against it because it would wrinkle the shirt badly. Charlie sighed a little as she looked down at herself but it would have to do until she got her own clothes back. Even she could smell the clean maleness on the shirt and after glancing over her shoulder when she heard the water she touched her nose to the collar to inhale briefly before bending to pick up the shirt she’d dropped before.
