Tyler pouted. “Don’t laugh at me, Charliee.” He chuckled, combing his hands through her hair. “But I want them to like me for everything. As Tyler Anderson and the guy who is dating their daughter/sister.”
“It’s hard not to, Ty.” She laughed again. “And i’m sure they’ll get used to it… eventually.”
“Fine. Laugh at me. I see how it is.” He smiled, running his hands up and down her sides as they talked. He noticed his phone beep and he picked it up, frowning when he saw a text from his mom. “Well…my mom knows…” He said, sighing.
Charlie groaned and rolled on to her back. “Which means that my parents will know soon… and then my brothers… and then everyone.”
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to,… Tyler pulled a pillow over...head. “I’m not liking this. She’s freaking out because...
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Charlie groaned and rolled on to her back. “Which means that my parents will know soon… and then my brothers… and then...
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Charlie Brown
Charlotte Evans. Call me Charlie.
Odds are i won't like you. Have fun with that.
Odds are i won't like you. Have fun with that.
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