Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 1333

Charlie packed up his clothes, swung open the door, and prepared to split.

Emily suddenly had a thought and spun around to chase after him.

Charlie was already at the door, his hand poised to push it open.

Emily sprinted over and planted herself in front of the door, her eyes welling with tears. "It's pouring rain out there; where the hell are you planning on going?"

Charlie tried to keep his cool. "Emily, I'm cutting you some slack tonight; don't push my buttons!"

Emily shook her head. "You can't hit the road; you could crash in the guest room; you could even decide to cut me out of your life after this, but you can't leave tonight!"

Charlie's face darkened. "Emily, I said I'd let you off the hook; don't push me!"

With that, he reached for the door handle.

Emily firmly blocked his path. "No matter what, you're not leaving tonight!"

Charlie's eyes hardened; he pushed her aside and tried to open the door again.

Emily lunged forward, wrapping her arms around his waist and burying her face in his chest, her sobs muffled. "Charlie, what do you want from me? What the hell do you want me to do?"

Charlie listened to her helpless sobs, his heart wrenching.

"Let me go!"

"No!" Emily shook her head, her voice firm.

"Then I'll let you go; you head back to Oakdale City, and don't ever come back; don't ever show your face to me again," Charlie said softly.

Emily froze. She looked up at him, her heart filled with sudden panic and pain.

"I want you, right now!"

Charlie picked her up and carried her to the couch in the living room, pressing her under him.

Emily suddenly felt a wave of fear. She didn't know if it was because of the painful memories of that night or her ambiguous relationship with Charlie. If sex was involved, things might get even more complicated.

"Can I think about what you just said?" Emily pleaded quietly.

"No, you don't have a choice!" Charlie kissed her passionately.

"Charlie!" Emily choked out his name.

Charlie stopped and looked down at her, asking, "What the hell are you so worried about?"