<span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Charlie and Bear's<br/>Training Time </strong></span></span><br/><br/><br/>Charlotte nearly jumped as he came out of a door that was right next to her. This time she was surprised by how close he'd been. Though every other time she'd met him, she'd felt intimidated by his size and strength. It was a good thing that her anger boiled up through her fear of him, making her straighten her spine and stand tall as he finally spoke to her. She was prepared to fight him with words, but was surprised when he relented and agreed to her gentle request.<br/><br/>She was most certainly not looking at his naked chest, or the way his sweat glistened off of it. She assured herself she was definitely not wondering what he was doing half naked and sweaty, and how he'd come to be in that state. She absolutely was not getting angry over the thought of him being up here with some woman for the last two months and enjoying all kinds of sexual delights while she had been abandoned by him. She didn't bother looking around him to see what was in the room. It didn't matter.<br/><br/>She nodded at the door he pointed out, then quickly turned on her heel and made her way back downstairs one level and to her bedroom. Removing her apron, she moved to put her hair up in a pony tail so it wouldn't get in her face. She grabbed her long neglected saber from its resting place. It felt good in her hands again as she held the hilt with one hand and the sheath with another.<br/><br/>When she entered the room he told her to come to, she was still wearing her tank top and cut off jeans, and her feet were still bare. She only gave a cursory glance around the room. Her eyes zeroed in on Bear and she moved towards him as her hand pulled the sword from the scabbard.<br/><br/>Charlotte waited only long enough for him to remove his sword from his scabbard before she lunged at him with a downward cut. She knew she would not be able to hurt him. She'd never been able to before. Though this time she was furious instead of concentrating on the moves he taught her.<br/><br/>The last time she had to shift, he had sent someone else to run with her. She'd locked herself in her room until he had showed up. They ran, but they did not speak to each other. She was still angry about that. Charlie realized something new. She wanted to hurt him. She started yelling at him as she swung her sword.<br/><br/>“You enter my life, ruin everything, take me to life here, and ignore me? You tasted none of my food, and worse, you tried to have someone else run with me! How dare you! I have nothing now because of you!” Even though she knew those words weren't completely true, she still felt like hurting him, with her tongue and her sword.