The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 278

~SCARLETT~

He was ignoring me. Carter was ignoring my question about Clara. Of course, he would; he loved frustrating me just like my sister did, apparently.

“I asked you about Clara!”

“Clara didn’t want to come,” he tells me as he starts the vehicle. My eyes widen as he backs out of the parking lot. “She wants to enjoy the party with that best friend of yours. She told me to drop you home and she will return later. Of course, she had a few interesting choices of words, but I chose to ignore them.”

I gape at him in shock. Why that little—I couldn’t believe my sister; I knew she wanted me to get closer to Carter, but did she understand the trap she was setting for me? I could barely stand the guy; how can I survive an entire drive to my home?

I swear Clara honestly doesn’t think about me sometimes. But I’m the one that agreed to do this for her; I’m to blame. I’m the one that set myself up for this disaster, and now I had to deal with the consequences.

The things you do for the people you love.

“Are you sure she said that, or are you making it up?” I ask. I didn’t fully trust anything that came out of Carter’s mouth. I was still trying to come to terms with the fact that Clara had left me to fend for myself.

He pulls onto the main road and looks at me, “Are you calling me a liar, Scarlett?”

I hate hearing my name on his filthy mouth. No one ever said my name the way that he does. There is just something about how he said it that made my blood boil.

I don’t respond to him, and he doesn’t bother pestering me.

“Do your parents know you left the house like that?” He asks me as he lets his gaze travel down my body.

“Look at the road.” I snap as I pull his shirt tighter around me.

My body, for some reason, felt wide awake after he stared at it. It’s almost like my body was saying, look at me again.

I didn’t know I had it in me to enjoy when someone looked at me with such reckless desire. It usually irritated me. This was a first for me.

they know? Or should I knock on your door and let them see how you left the house? They would be very interested to know what their

you expect,” I tell him. “They never

the innocent one.” He says under his breath. “Clara enjoys the spotlight. You do not. You’re the opposite of her. It means that you’re doing things that make you uncomfortable. That’s why I assumed they would have a

how well he knew

sister, and none of my brothers, including me, will let her leave the house like that. We know what goes on in the

that Carter suddenly cared about

will know that,” I fake a laugh. “You’re the king of not just a dirty mind but a dirty mouth. You know exactly what happens in other men’s minds

tend to like my dirty mouth,” he says as he

you telling me it’s a

him, “do I need to answer that

did was a complete turn-off

you don’t know what this dirty mouth can do to your

as he approaches my house. I was so happy that

narrow my eyes when he begins to slow

point out. “My house is right there. I’m sure you know where it is; you’ve been here a few

brow at me, “Unfortunately, I don’t quite remember where you

my eyes. “Stop playing and

enough to jumping out of his truck

it, he increased the speed, and I felt like

of my house. I was home, and I had surprisingly made it back

surprised that someone like Carter does this for a girl. I’ve seen him exit a car multiple times, whether it be with

to do? Why was he suddenly acting like a nice guy even though I knew

always thought that guys smelt sweaty and just not nice. Carter was the exact opposite of

I freeze.

the direction of my thoughts. I shouldn’t be thinking this way.

happening

whispers,