The Bad Boy Next Room (Charlie and Taylor)

"Yeah, I know. I just want to think about it," Charlie said. She shook off the inner voices. Then, she changed the topic, "Speaking of showing a stronger

relationship, Taylor, you need to address those women who kept claiming to be your girlfriend."

"Are you jealous?" Taylor asked.

"No! It's what made Luke believe we were just faking it in the first place!" Charlie responded. She explained what Macy had been telling the others. "Come on, Taylor, why did you never take care of this in the past? How could you let these women talk about your - your - your size and how they had sex with you? There are, like, different versions of your thing out there!"

"Thing? You mean my dick," Taylor corrected. "You make it sound like a limited- edition collectible."

Charlie, "..."

"Okay, first of all, Charlie," Taylor said. "I don't know these women. Do I really need to make it my life's mission to hunt them down? They don't necessarily talk right in front of me, you know."

“But I admit I know about Macy," Taylor confirmed. "I just did not confront her because of Carl, and I don't know exactly how much she has said. I definitely didn't know about those pictures she posted on her social media account. I promise I'll take care of it the next time I see her."

"And about my dick, you don't need to worry about it. Don't believe them. I told you what my size is," Taylor reminded. "Just be confident that your information is accurate!"

Charlie's eyes rounded. She stuttered, "But - but, how am I supposed to know if it's accurate?"

'Oh, why did I ask that?' Charlie quickly regretted her words.

"Well, Charlie, I did not know you were so interested," Taylor said with a sly grin.

“I - um.” Charlie got up, saying, “I did not know why I said that. Basically, I just think you need to take care of these rumors."

She faked a yawn, saying, "I'm tired. I'm taking a shower and going to bed."

Charlie quickly bathed. Because she was living with a boy, she always brought her change of clothes to the bathroom. This time, she was extra careful not to leave anything behind. She stepped out, wearing a comfortable short pajama pair.

She heard Taylor taking a shower

next. Charlie first dried her hair and went to the kitchen to drink a glass

of water. As she was gulping it down, Taylor suddenly walked in, wearing nothing but a towel!

Charlie coughed and spat out her drink into the sink.

Taylor leaned against the kitchen counter, saying, "What? Have you never seen a man in a towel before?"

Charlie panicked. She cleared her throat and said, "I have seen better towels!"

Taylor laughed, and for a moment, Charlie could hardly breathe. He looked effortlessly handsome, charming, and confident, making her chest tighten with an unfamiliar, overwhelming feeling.

Guardian Angel: 'Remember your dad.'

Inner Devil: 'Rules are just strong suggestions. And I strongly suggest we ignore them.'

"I - I - Goodnight, Taylor," Charlie said, rushing to her room's direction.noveldrama

Sadly for Charlie, she wasn't fast enough! Taylor blocked the doorway, standing there like some shameless romance novel cover model, wearing nothing but a towel and way too much confidence. His abs looked like they had their own personal lighting crew, perfectly defined and glistening from the shower. He slightly flexed his biceps as he crossed his arms, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips.

Charlie swallowed hard because he wasn't just flaunting his body. He was weaponizing it!

'Oh, my god! He is seducing me! Why?' Charlie mused. "What are you doing, Taylor?"

"If you really want to know all about me, Charlie, leave my door open from now on," Taylor said before he winked at her. He opened his bedroom door and left it wide open before going somewhere Charlie could not see.

Guardian Angel: 'No! Your dad will be mad -'

Inner Devil shot Guardian Angel with an arrow!