Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 104237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
I called her earlier to see if we could talk. This time she answered her phone and said she had something to tell me, but that she already had plans for this evening. We made arrangements to meet for breakfast tomorrow, and I was counting down the hours until I could see her. I needed to tell her how I felt about her…how she scared the living shit out of me. I needed her to know about the stupid voice in my head that told me I wasn’t good enough for a woman like Scarlett.
“Trevor Parker.”
My head snapped up to see two girls I went to high school with standing on the other side of the bar.
“Well, if it isn’t Channing Jones and Sydney Moore. What are you two doing in Oak Springs?” I asked with a polite smile.
“Causin’ trouble,” Channing said with a wink. “Want in on it?”
I laughed. Channing and I had hooked up once, the summer after my freshman year of college. We’d been drunk at the time and even though it was fun, it had been a mistake. Hell, all of my hook-ups felt like mistakes looking back.
“Nah, not interested.”
Her lower lip jetted out. “Don’t tell me you’ve changed your ways, Trevor. I was sort of hoping for a repeat of the last time we had…fun.”
I wasn’t surprised by my lack of interest in Channing. My cock didn’t jump for anyone anymore but the dark-haired beauty who consumed my every thought.
“A party for three, maybe?” Sydney added. That should have caught my attention, but all it did was turn my stomach. The thought of being with any other woman besides Scarlett actually made me feel sick.
What in the living fuck is wrong with me?
Scarlett Littlefield was what was wrong.
She was the only woman I wanted. The only woman I’d ever loved. That realization hit me like a brick wall. Even though I said it to her last night in her room while she was sleeping, I needed to tell her to her face. I needed to make her see it in my eyes.
I loved her. I fucking loved her.
And I needed to see her, tell her how I felt. Beg her to forgive me for being a complete idiot.
There was no way I was waiting until tomorrow morning. I’d waited long enough.
“Ladies, if you’ll excuse me, there’s someone I need to see.”
“Who could possibly be more important than a threesome, Trevor?” Channing asked, a smirk on her face.
“I didn’t even realize exactly how important she was until just now, so thank you for that, Channing.”
Her eyes widened in surprise while Sydney’s jaw dropped.
“She?” Channing spit out.
I nodded, then turned from them, making my way over to Cord. Slapping him on the back, I leaned in close and said, “I’m leaving.”
He laughed and looked at me. “You’re leaving?”
“I need to talk to Scarlett. Now.”
A smile moved across my brother’s face. “It’s about fucking time.”
My hand landed on his shoulder, and I gave it a squeeze. “You okay here if I leave? It’s packed.”
“Yeah, Ross is coming in. He asked to work some overtime, so he can bartend. Go do what you need to do,” Cord shouted over the music.
I jumped over the bar, ignoring the looks from women who clearly wanted something from me. I’d probably fucked at least half of them if they were locals. Hell, I couldn’t even remember, which really made me realize what a complete dick I was.
Once I was outside, I jogged to my truck. I’d parked across the street and just down from the bar earlier today. When I got into the cab, I glanced across the street and saw right into Aisling. The small sitting area had a few people there, and when I saw Scarlett, I smiled. There was a girl sitting to her right and someone to her left.
Jumping out of my truck, I started across the street but stopped when I saw who was sitting on the other side of Scarlett.
Eric.
He leaned in so that both women could hear him as he spoke. Whatever the jerk said, they both laughed. Scarlett put her hand on his shoulder, and I saw red. And I kept walking toward the restaurant, trying to see if anyone else was with them. Another guy sat across from Scarlett, his hand laced with the other girl’s hand on the table.
Eric leaned in closer to Scarlett to speak, clearly only wanting her to hear what he had to say. She shook her head, and Eric stood. When he leaned down and kissed her cheek, I froze in place. Scarlett watched him walk away and then turned her head and looked straight out the window, as if she could feel my presence.
Our eyes met and her smile fell. I took a few steps back and I thought for a moment she was going to come outside, but she didn’t move. Turning, I quickly jogged over to my truck and got in. My phone buzzed in my pocket, but I ignored it as I pushed the button and started my truck.