Brandon carefully loosened his hold and set Charlotte down on the floor of her room, looking into her yellow eyes.
A faint blush crept over her cheeks as she looked up at him and let out a soft, slightly exasperated breath.
"…That one is always so excessive," she muttered. "She really has no restraint at all."
With a chuckle, Brandon leaned down and wrapped his arms around her.
She leaned into the hug without hesitation, resting her forehead against his shoulder for a moment before lifting her face again.
Brandon pressed a soft kiss to her temple.
Charlotte's lips curved faintly.
She tilted her head and returned the affection, placing a gentle kiss against his cheek, then another kiss closer to the corner of his mouth.
Her arms slid up around his neck as she pressed herself lightly against him, "…You're too soft with her," she murmured against his skin.
"That's why she gets so carried away."
Brandon leaned in and softly pressed his lips against hers.
