The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 311 ~SCARLETT~

I bite my lip and take a deep breath before I say, “I saw you leaving the field; I was worried.”

It was only partly the truth.

His tongue is against his cheek as he leans closer, “I think you’re lying to me, Scarlett. What is the real reason that you’re in the boy’s locker room tonight?”

I try to breathe. I wasn’t ready to ask him, but I knew he wouldn’t rest until I told him the truth.

“Did you play poorly today and refuse to accept the award so you wouldn’t have to kiss someone from the stand?” I asked him the one question I wanted to ask. I blurt it out all at once. I knew there was no taking it back now that he’d heard it.

He exhales sharply, “Why do you want to know that Scarlett?”

“I just want to know,” I whisper. Did I have to tell him why? Shouldn’t he already have an idea?

He tilts his head closer to mine, “You didn’t answer my question.”

“Did you let Ares score so you wouldn’t hurt me by kissing someone else?” I whisper. I didn’t want to make myself believe that he would do something like that just for me. The Carter I knew was selfish; he wouldn’t do something like this for anyone.

as he gazes at me.

shook my head.

“I was sure this would make you

had shocked him. It shocked me, also. I thought I was happy that he

me, Scarlett,” he says softly. “Why wouldn’t it make

the same time, I couldn’t look away. I was lost in

sacrifice you would make to

brow at me,

first game, I saw how much you enjoyed being the star player. You move with so much grace and skill that you captivate everyone in that stand, including me. There’s no one else on your team that can keep up with you. I haven’t seen anyone on the rival teams that could compete, either. I would hate for all of that to end because of something I said to you. I never want to take away something that makes you happy, Carter. And why would you ever do something like that for

a little, I could kiss

it’s possible that there’s one person more important

the air had just been pushed out of my lungs at his

mean that.”

hell was my problem? Why was I speaking like that all of

assured me. “You mean more to me than football does. I did play poorly today for two

my

feels like electricity in my veins. “For