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“Hey, wait up. I didn’t say you could drive …”
Chapter thirty-one
Scout
It feels kind of weird to be left in charge of something. Gus is usually second in command after Bishop, and being asked to make sure he doesn’t do anything to scare our elusive true mate away is pretty much the most important task I’ve ever been given. It feels doomed to failure.
Gus can’t really be told what to do. He does what he wants, and his promises aren’t always super reliable. If something gets to him, he can change his mind in a heartbeat.
I know having Scarlett in our house will get under his skin.
He’ll hear her singing or see her touch something that’s his and he’ll do something to get her to leave. I don’t know what that something will be, but I know it’ll be intended to make her forget about coming back here.
I can’t let that happen.
Gus might not want Scarlett as our mate, but I’m open to seeing what happens with her.
People aren’t cardboard cut-outs. The side we’ve seen so far isn’t all there is of Scarlett Faris.
I know there’s more.
She’s not just a party girl looking to have fun.
She writes songs. That’s an emotional creative process that shows she has depth.
She also seems to be hardworking, which is a good quality to have.
The truth is we don’t know too much about her right now, and that’s exactly why Bishop made this bet with her. We want to know more. We need to find the common things that make us undeniably compatible. The things that make us mates who are fated to be together.
I have confidence that we’ll find those things.
All we need is to spend time looking for them.
The fact that she showed up yesterday is encouraging.
Rueben seemed to think she’s already showing a softer side.
Bishop admitted the same thing, though he added that he was a little worried that she’s vulnerable after breaking up with another guy.
I take a shower and throw on clothes before I go looking for Gus.
Finding him lying down on the floor in Rueben’s bedroom is unexpected, but I understand when I see he’s in front of Tiny Tempest’s pen.
“Rueben got you on cat-sitting duty?”
He turns slightly and glances at me. “Yeah. Don’t worry, I’ll be staying up here out of your way.”
“Do you really think she’s not meant for us?” I ask, not understanding why.
He sits up and stretches a bit. “I think she might be the most stunning woman I’ve ever set eyes on in real life.”
“You do?” I ask, not sure why he’s so against this if he thinks that.
“I also think there’s a lot more to fated mates than physical attraction. She’s not it for us. You might be wondering why I don’t want her, but I’m wondering why the three of you want her so badly when she’s such a bad match for us.”
“I get what you’re saying …”
“But you don’t, Scout. You still think she’s our fated mate. She’s not.”
