On the bed, Charlotte was hugging Brandon and pale skin pressed flush against his bare chest, as Brandon himself sat half-naked with his discarded shirt tossed aside on the sheets.
Elize blinked twice and her lips parted just enough for a dry murmur to escape. "…Okay."
Brandon froze 'Uhh...'
Charlotte tilted her head, still clinging to him, completely unfazed "Oh? Sister Elize," she purred sweetly, nuzzling against Brandon's neck like a cat marking its territory.
"You came at such a wonderful time."
Huh? Brandon turned to look at the blue glow in Charlotte's eyes and smiled dryly 'Damn you sister, you changed your personality to get out of the situation...'
"Elize- it's not what it looks like," Brandon blurted as he tried to gently push Charlotte back.
His hands faltered against her bare shoulders, unsure whether to hold her still or pull away entirely.
