Chapter 2:
The next morning went by like the first. She got up, showered and dressed. It was supposed to rain all day and she only had 2 classes so she opted for something casual. She wore black leggings with a hoodie and her polka dotted rain boots. She went downstairs and saw her mom was already gone. She grabbed something quick to eat and headed out to her car. When she went to start it it wouldn't.
"Oh no come on." She turned the key again and it stalled.
Dean walked out of his house and saw Charlie in her car with her head on her wheel. Curious and just wanting to see her, he walked over and tapped on her window. He had to hold back a laugh when he saw her jump. He backed up when she opened her door.
"Everything okay Charlie?"
"My car won't start and my mom already left."
"I'm pretty good with cars, mind if I take a look?" She shook her head and moved so he could try the car. Hearing the same noise she heard, Dean got out and turned to her.
"Your battery is dead. I have jumper cables in the garage I can jump it for you." Charlie nodded and gave a small smile.
"That would be great thank you prof. Ambrose."
"Charlie what did I tell you, call me Dean" you could here the slight dominance come out in his tone. He walked towards his garage and grabbed what he needed before getting in his car and driving it so it was right in front of Charlie. Charlie watched as he hooked up all the wires and went back to his car.
"Try to start it Charlie." Charlie got in the car and turned the key letting out a sigh of relief when it started. Dean unhooked all the wires and put them in his trunk before walking to her car.
"Thank you Dean." It felt weird to call him that. He gave a smile and shrugged.
"Its no problem Charlie. See you later." She watched Dean get back in his car and pull out far enough for Charlie to pull out in front of him. When she pulled into the parking lot she grabbed her bag and ran to her class. Dean pulled into the teacher lot that was right next to the student one and watched Charlie run to her class. Even in leggings and a sweatshirt, she was still beautiful. He looked down and saw he was hard.
Groaning, he willed it away and went to his class. He had his students doing the same thing he had the his classes do yesterday. While he was waiting for them to finish his thoughts went back to Charlotte. He had never felt like this about someone before that he was sure of. He wasn't sure how but he was going to have her no matter what.
"Professor Ambrose?" He looked up when he heard his name and saw the students were trying to hand in their cards.
"Sorry guys I was just thinking. Have a good day."
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Charlie's two classes seemed to go on forever. Finally when they were done, she walked out. She decided to stop by the cafeteria and grab something to eat. She grabbed a salad and checked out before sitting at a table in the back. She pulled out her sketchbook and just doodled while she ate. She was pulled out of her world when he heard the other stool pull out. She looked up and saw Dean.
"Hey Charlie this seat taken?" She shook her head and he sat down.
"You always off by yourself?"
"Yea I like being alone. Less drama that way." Dean nodded.
"So Charlie tell me about yourself." He was staring at her and it made her uncomfortable.
"Um I'm 21, live with my mom, dad left when I was 8 and I love to draw and read."
"Why did you dad leave?"
"Ran off with some tramp that worked in his office now they are living in Florida and now only talks me to on my birthday and Christmas." Dean nodded and felt immense anger towards her father for hurting his Charlie.
"I can relate to that. I read your card why did you choose psychology?"
"My mom is one and I saw her work and I just felt like that was something I really wanted to do. I finally made up my mind and choose do something I would love so here I am." Dean nodded and smiled. He loved how enthused she sounded when talking about her future. He was startled when her phone went off and she pulled it out of her pocket.
"Sorry mind if I take this?" He shook his head and she smiled.
"Hello. Oh hey Joey what's up?" Dean's head perked up and his hand tightened on his fork. Who the hell was Joey and why was he calling Charlie? He heard Charlie laugh and his heart felt like it skipped a beat. Her laugh was just as beautiful as her.
"Sounds good Joey, I'll tell mom. See you soon." She hung up and Dean couldn't help but ask "Who is Joey?"
"He is my cousin, who is also like my best friend. We grew up together and he is coming to visit soon." Dean nodded and felt his anger fade away. Charlie looked at the time and saw she had to go because she had a nail appointment.
"Sorry prof. Ambrose I have to go I have an appointment." She got off the chair but was startled when she felt him grab her hand.
"Charlie, call me Dean." His voice reeked with dominance and Charlie gave a weak nod. She didn't know why but when he told her to call him Dean, she knew better then to disobey him.
"Sorry Dean, it will just take some time to get used to that. Thank you for keeping me company."
"Its no problem I had fun. See you later." She nodded and looked at his hand that still had a grip on hers. Dean looked down and gave a little laugh before letting go. Charlie gave a tiny smile and left. She got to her car and left. She wasn't sure but she swore she saw a dark expression when she mentioned Joey.
Taking a deep breathe she shook her head and continued to the nail salon, ready to be pampered and relax. She pulled up to the nail salon and got out, ready to put the day behind her.
While she was getting her toes done her phone went off. She saw its was her mom and picked up.
"Hello."
"Hey sweetie, where are you?"
"Getting my nails done why?"
"Well I got out of work early and got home and ran into Dean. I invited him over for dinner and I need you to run to the store for me."
"Oh okay what do you need?"
"I need chicken, carrots, and chicken stock. I am making your favorite risotto."
"Ok mom, see you in a bit."
"Alright love you honey."
"Love you too."
The lady finished her nails and she payed and left. "Thank god the store was in the same plaza as the nail salon so I didn't have far to go" she thought. Charlie grabbed all the things her mom asked for and grabbed some of her favorite chips to eat because she was hungry. Charlie checked out and made her way home. She pulled up and got out, careful not to smudge her nails and grabbed the bags before entering the house.
"Mom I'm home."
"In here sweetheart." Charlie walked in and set the bags on the counter before grabbing her chips.
"What time is dinner?"
"I told Dean to come over about 7:30. Please change your clothes before he gets here Charlie this is a dinner with a guest not your friends." The one thing that bothered Charlie was her mom was always worried with how they looked.
"Okay mom. Call me when its ready." Charlie left the kitchen and walked upstairs. She plopped onto her bed and turned on her TV before digging into her chips. She finished her chips and saw it was quarter of 7 so she decided she would shower and change. She picked out her dark skinny jeans, a grey long sleeved shirt an her tan riding boots. She quickly showered and re-applied her make-up before changing. She dried her hair and slipped on her ring when she heard the door bell.
"Charlie will you get that for me?" Charlie sighed and headed downstairs. She was uncomfortable around Dean but she couldn't tell her mom that. She didn't really have any real reason to be other then how he just stares at her. She opened the door and saw Dean standing there wearing jeans and a black long sleeve shirt, he was also holding a bottle of wine.
"Hey Charlie."
"Hey prof- I mean Dean, come in." Dean smirked and walked into the room. Charlie shut the door when her mom came out of the kitchen.
"Hello Dean glad you could make it."
"Thank you for inviting me. I brought this over thought we could all enjoy it" he handed Stacey the bottle of wine and she smiled.
"That was very nice of you Dean. Dinner should be ready in a few minutes, Charlie why don't you give him a tour of the house." Dean turned and looked at Charlie who just nodded. She showed him the living room, dining room, and the kitchen before leading him upstairs.
"That is my mom's room and this is mine." She showed him and he poked his head in. He was surprised it wasn't girly like he had expected. He walked in and looked around and saw all her pictures on her dresser. He picked one up to see a little girl in a little pink tutu and a bun in her hair smiling.
"This you?" Charlie nodded and walked into the room as well.
"Yeah, I was 7 and thought being a ballerina was the best thing ever." Dean laughed and put the picture back. He looked at another picture and felt his blood boil. It was Charlie and some boy who had his arms around her and she looked happy.
"What's this one?"
"Oh that was from my prom. That was my boyfriend at the time." Dean had to stop himself from freaking out.
"What happened to him?"
"He went away for school and we decided to just stop seeing each other. We are still friends and hang out when he comes home. I am actually hanging out with him this weekend." He was about to say something but was cut off by Stacey calling for them.
"Guy's dinner is ready!" Charlie walked out and Dean followed. He was not happy at all that Charlie was going to be hanging out with this kid. She is his and he had to think of what he could do to keep an eye on her. They walked down and enjoyed dinner. Dean kept "accidentally" brushing his knee against her's or hitting her hand when she would pass him something.
They said there goodbye's and Dean left. Charlie was exhausted so she told her mother goodnight. She opened her window because it was hot in her room and she stripped her top off before walking into her bathroom. Unknown to her, Dean was watching from his house and groaned when he saw her take her shirt off and just stand there in her bra and jeans for a minute.
"God she is more beautiful then I thought" Dean said to himself. He sighed when she walked away and layed down on his bed. He came to the conclusion that it was time for him to let Charlie know who she belonged to. They would be together and no one would tear them apart. He closed his eyes and just layed there thinking about how their life's will be when they are finally together.
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It was Friday night and Charlie was getting ready to go out with Jake. He was coming back to town and they always hung out. The first week of school went by okay, Dean was still making her uncomfortable at times but she wasn't going to think about it tonight. Tonight was just about her and Jake having a good time and reconnecting. They were going to a club so Charlie was wearing black dress that hung to her curves and she wore black heels. She curled her hair and was finishing her make-up when the door bell rang. She finished the last couple touches and grabbed her clutch and phone.
She walked down and opened the door and smiled.
"Hey Jake!" Jake smiled. Charlie had to admit he still looked could. He was tall and tan with dark brown hair and brown eyes.
"Hey Charlotte. Wow you look good, ready to go?" Charlie nodded and accepted his hand allowing him to pull her to his car. He helped her in before getting in the driver's seat and driving off. They got to the club and showed the bouncer their ID's. They were let in and immediately headed for the bar. While Jake was ordering their drinks, Charlie could feel someone's eyes on her. She looked around but saw no one. She turned back and focused on Jake and her drink.
They were having a great time. Each telling their memories of high school and what they have been up to lately. Jake eventually grabbed her hand and pulled Charlie out to the dance floor. They grinded together to the song and Charlie soon had the feeling of being watched again. Jake excused himself to the bathroom and Charlie sat down at the bar.
"That seat taken?" She heard a familiar raspy voice ask. She turned and saw Dean standing there and he did not look happy. She shook her head and Dean sat down.
"Why are you sitting here all alone?"
"My friend went to the bathroom he should be back soon." He nodded but tensed at the same time.
"Can I buy you a drink?" Charlie looked at him and saw his eyes roaming her body like a predator hunting its prey. Not wanting to be rude she said sure. Dean ordered he a rum and coke and got himself a beer.
"Cheers" they clicked glasses and took a drink. He saw Charlie looking around for Jake but he knew she wouldn't find him if that blonde he paid did her job.
Charlie spotted Jake and he was all over some blonde chick. Even though they had been broken up for a few years it still was weird to see. She decided to have some fun of her own and ordered some shots for herself.
Charlie was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol but she didn't care. Dean could see she was drunk and decided to see how far he could go with her. He knew it was wrong but she just looked so beautiful he couldn't help himself. Dean stood up and pulled her face to his and kissed her.
"Her lips are so soft" he thought. He added more pressure and smirked when he felt her kissing him back. He reluctantly pulled back and grabbed her hand leading them to his car.
Charlie wasn't even sure what was happening. One minute she was in the bar drinking
and next her back is hitting a soft mattress with a pair of lips sucking on her neck. She soon felt her dress being pulled over her head and pulled the person's shirt over their head.
Dean knew it was wrong to take advantage of her like this but he just couldn't help himself. After this they were going to be together and he was never letting her go. He took her bra and panties off before stripping off his own pants. He slowly pushed into her and she let out a loud moan. They set a fast pace and were falling apart in each other's arms in no time. Dean pulled out of her and soon saw she was passed out. Smirking to himself he rolled her over and pulled the sheet over them before pulling her into his arms.
"Your mine Charlie. You might not know it but you will. I'm never gonna let you go baby. That's a promise." He kissed her head and fell asleep, happier then he has ever been.