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.

eyes are bright as he gazes

shook my head.

was sure this would

It shocked me, also. I

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

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

you would make to avoid hurting me,” I answer

quirks a brow at me, “Sacrifice? What

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

his warm breath on my face. Our lips are just inches apart; if I moved forward just a little, I could kiss him. His

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

the air had just been pushed out of my

d-don’t mean that.” I

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

He assured me. “You mean more to me than football does. I did play poorly today for two reasons. One of them was to help my brother, and

shook my head.

lightly, and it feels like electricity in my veins. “For you. I’d rather lose that match than hurt