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.

he adds. “Do they know? Or should I knock on your door and let them see how you left the house? They would

“They never said anything to Clara; what makes you think they

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

hate how well he knew me.

will let her leave the house like that. We know what goes

indeed that Carter suddenly cared about someone other than

dirty mind but a dirty mouth. You know exactly what happens in other men’s minds because you think exactly like

as he chews on a toothpick. Where did he even

it’s a complete turn-off

at him, “do I need

he did was a complete

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

take a pass on that offer,” I tell him as he approaches my house. I was so happy that

my eyes when he

I’m sure you know where it is; you’ve

I don’t quite remember where you live, Scarlett. You may need

roll my eyes. “Stop playing and just get me

close enough to jumping out of his truck

do it, he increased the speed, and I

of relief when he finally stops in front of my house. I was home, and I had surprisingly made it

truck and opens it for me. I’m surprised that someone like Carter does this for a girl. I’ve seen him exit a car multiple times, whether it be with my sister or another girl; he never opens the door

he suddenly acting like

briefly before leaning over to unbuckle my seatbelt. The scent of the shampoo in his hair makes my knees go weak. How does he smell so damn good? I always thought that guys smelt sweaty and just not nice. Carter was the exact opposite of what I thought guys smelled like. He made me want to grab his hair and pull him

I freeze.

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

was happening to

good,” he whispers, his face