Charlotte Thompson lifted her head upon hearing this, meeting Justin Battleson's meaningful gaze. This reminded her of what happened in the car, and her earlobes instantly turned red.
"I think it's quite suitable."
Yet Justin Battleson maintained a serious expression while looking at Charlotte, which made her even more embarrassed. She originally intended to glare at him, but her look came off as more coquettish instead.
Charlotte decided to ignore Justin, intending to step into the villa, but the next second she was pulled into a warm embrace.
"You're the one who wanted to change clothes, but in the car, there was only my spare shirt."
Justin wrapped his arms around Charlotte's waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, and spoke softly.
"Stop messing around, we need to go inside." Charlotte shyly lowered her voice.
"Alright."
Justin turned his head slightly, intending to place a kiss on Charlotte's neck, but she quickly blocked it with her palm.
