The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

~SCARLETT~

“Get me out of here.” I hiss as I push his body away from mine.

He looks surprised by the sudden change in my mood.

“They’re all still out there.” He reminds me. “They know I have a girl in here. Do you want them to know that it’s you?”

Of course, I didn’t want them to know it was me. If they knew it was me, then word would spread, and eventually, Clara would find out.

“I can’t believe you,” I whisper. “I can’t believe you’re such a horrible person.”

He frowns, “What did I do now, Scarlett?”

“You used me,” I whisper. “You wanted everyone to know you had me in here. You’re proud that your teammates know you have a girl in here.”

He pretends to be surprised by my words. He doesn’t have to pretend around me. I could see straight through him.

“All those things you said to me earlier, they were all lies, weren’t they?” I ask him. “You didn’t lose the game on purpose, so you wouldn’t have to kiss someone from the stand. You had reasons for not wanting to, which had nothing to do with me. Yet, I was foolish enough to believe you. I was foolish enough to let you kiss and touch me, just like that night in my room.”

He steps back from me, “Is that what you think of me, Scarlett?”

I don’t answer him, and he looks hurt by my silence.

storms out of the shower only to return a minute later with a towel and one

prepare when he lifts me into his arms and throws me

“What do you think—”

inside here

can’t let anyone know it’s me. I hear whistles

girl Carter?” I hear

Someone else asks with curiosity in

held on tightly, afraid of falling and revealing myself.

sigh of relief when I hear a door close. He doesn’t put me down, though; he keeps

that close to him for so long. His scent was somehow transferred to my body. I could smell him on

he’d given me his shirt to wear. He must have done that so no one could recognize my outfit and link it

I hate how my heart skips a beat the second I see his eyes

me. “I’ll make sure that no one even mentions

“Why would

a hand down his face, “If you don’t know the answer to that question yet, Scarlett, then

but before I can say anything, I see Clara standing across from us. My eyes

I know how bad this must look. I had his shirt

impression. However, would it really be the wrong impression? Carter had his finger and mouth in places no other guy had ever been just

and he stiffens at the sight

over to us, and I see her fighting