Charlotte laughed, covering her face with her hands. "Oh god," she said. "No wonder you're flushed. I'm sorry. But... thank you for taking a break to talk to me."
At least if he was wanking he wasn't sleeping with some random girl. Or a girlfriend. Charlotte didn't like the idea of either, if she was honest. Bruno was hers. "Elodie might be coming here for New Years, poor girl. She's going to spend it hearing me whine about how she's not you."
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