~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.

one of his t-shirts on the

he lifts me into his arms and throws me

“What do you think—”

you want someone inside here to recognize your voice.” He cuts

quiet immediately. I can’t let anyone know it’s me. I hear whistles throughout the locker room as he

girl Carter?” I hear someone

their faces?” Someone else asks with curiosity in their

of falling and revealing myself. The questions don’t stop, but Carter doesn’t bother answering

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

finally sets me on the ground, my body is dizzy from being that close to him for so long. His scent was somehow transferred

down, suddenly remembering that he’d given me his shirt to wear. He must have done that

how my heart skips a beat the second I

He tells me. “I’ll make sure that no

“Why would

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

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

must

want her to get the wrong impression. However, would it really be the wrong impression? Carter had his finger and mouth in places no

stiffens

to us, and I

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