The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 276

~SCARLETT~

No. No. No. No.

Stay calm. Stay calm. Stay calm, Scarlett.

There was no point in staying calm in this situation! I needed to find a way to escape.

I take a deep breath and try to convince myself that I was overreacting.

He was not coming here.

I repeat the words over and over in my head, hoping that it would help with my racing heart. The damn thing felt like it would jump out of my chest any second.

Why was I even reacting like this? It’s not like I was scared of Carter. I hated his guts. Maybe he was heading for some food. I was okay with anything if he didn’t show up here.

What am I supposed to do if he does come here, however? I knew this was part of Jenna’s plan, but I had hoped it wouldn’t have worked.

Maybe I’m reading too much into this. Perhaps he didn’t see me. Maybe he left to get a drink for one of the girls tangled in his arms a few minutes ago.

All those thoughts rush out of my head the second I spot him from a distance.

I hadn’t been wrong. He did see me. He was coming my way. It was too late to run now. I wasn’t someone that ran from my problems either. I would face him head-on.

I bite my lip to keep from screaming in frustration. He kept moving straight towards me with a relentless look on his face.

had done that to him. For some unknown reason, it annoys me. I tell myself that I felt this way because of my sister since she didn’t deserve to have to see him

a guy. She laughed a good few times when I looked constipated instead of flirtatious. I’m just listening to her words. I was doing everything she told me to do. Though, I’m sure that I look ridiculous compared to her. She has plenty of experience under these circumstances, while

rubs a finger over his lip while his tongue is against his cheek as his eyes pin me in

should flip my hair, but I didn’t want to look like a fool. I was horrible at

I

I ask him; the silence makes me ten times more

folds his arm over his chest, which makes his muscles bulge. Why did he make such a small movement look so good? I try not to be flustered; I’m sure he’s used to those small movements attracting his many girls with their tiny brains. I won’t give him the satisfaction. I was not like

Scarlett?” He asks, finally breaking his

cares about me when I know he doesn’t care about

fold my arms and glare at him, “Is there a law that states I cannot

I’ve ever heard him chuckle like this

that I hadn’t ever seen before. I didn’t want to learn new

I try to remain calm as he slams both his hands on either side of my face and leans into me so that his lips are close to my ear, “But I think it’s only fair of me to ask such a question when your bare ass is pressed up against my f*****g truck. First, you showed me your panties; now you’re pressing that firm ass on my property. Are you trying to tell me

me. Every other guy would take his time and try not to

I’m his next victim. I had

a problem?” I ask him. “Aren’t you used to girls having

bed, desk, fridge, bathroom floor,” he teases, “I’m used to

believe he’d just said that to me. I could feel the smoke coming out of

back inside. The last thing I want to do is have a conversation with an ass

not hear about where Carter f****d his many girls. I’m sure my sister

every woman in our

He was sick.