Charlotte wrinkled her nose in slight frustration.
How could she have forgotten that she came upstairs just to find Justin Battleson for dinner?
But earlier she had ended up...
"Yes, dinner is ready. Let's head downstairs," Charlotte cleared her throat and said.
Justin's gaze swept across Hank Thompson, who was still standing at the doorway trying to sneak a peek, and he silently muttered that the kid had picked the most untimely moment to show up.
Then Justin stood up, and taking advantage of Charlotte's distraction, he wrapped his arm around her waist and swiftly stole a kiss from her red lips.
This scene was perfectly caught by Hank, leaving him frozen in place.
No wonder he's my dad.
"Justin Battleson! The kids are still here!"
Charlotte immediately covered her lips with her hand. Though her gaze was meant to be full of reproach as she glared at Justin, it somehow looked more like coquettish teasing.
