Page 40 of Wallflower No More

Axel

My pout turns into a full-fledged stank eye as I hear Scarlett turn the shower off. She wouldn't let me shower with her and locked the door. The thought of me busting down said door makes me finally smile. However, I'm going to behave for now, because she still wants to talk about everything. My smirk turns into an all-teeth smile because the jokes on her. I'm naked and not putting on any clothes. Since we've had sex, she shouldn't mind. This should serve as a distraction also, for when we have “the talk.”

Scarlett made me shower first because of the blood and sweat from the fight. She did say that winning turned her on. I’ll take that. Laying across the bed with nothing but a smile should get her blood pumping.

“Axel put him away.”

I laugh. “Nope. This is a free country, babe.”

She puts her hands on her hips, but her expression remains cool as a cucumber. Scarlet smiles back at me as she drops her towel on the bedroom floor. “Two can play that game, babe.”

My throat constricts, and my chest is on fire. Well, that went sideways with a quickness. My cock is giving her a full metal salute and lying on my belly. “Let's get this talk over with, Wallflower. So that he can show you just how much he appreciates the view.”

Her eyes darken, and her nipples are fully erect. “Axel, as much as I appreciate the view of you. Now that we're in a committed relationship, we gotta have serious talks sometimes."

My smile turns devilish as I begin to stroke my erection. “Yeah, I know that Scar.” She takes one of the three pillows off the floor and hits me square between the eyes. My pride is wounded, but I laugh.

“Axel, if you want any more sexy time tonight, you'll put that pillow in front of your dick until after we have our discussion.”

All I really heard come out of her mouth was sexy time. I want to stay in her good graces, so I do what I'm told for the first time in my life. “Yes, ma'am.”

Unfortunately, when Scarlett sits down, it's on her computer chair and not my face. My Red also puts her towel back on. “Axel, how did you know where I was tonight, and how did you hear mine and Brody's conversation?”

I didn't think that was going to be her first question. Fuck. “I may or may not have bugged your phone and put a tracker on your person.”

Scarlett's eyes widen, but she keeps a straight face. “Axel, undo it all now!”

“Nah, Scarlett, the tracker can't be removed for a year, and the bug stays on your phone.” I hand her my phone. “We can do the same thing to mine.”

Her face is no longer blank. It is as furious as I've ever witnessed, and I've pissed her off quite a few times now. “Axel, what the fuck? Are you lying to me about the year?”

I shrug. “Honestly, I don't know, but I'm still not removing the fucking tracker, Scarlett.”

“How do you even know someone to buy a tracker off of?” Scarlett whispers in calm fury.

He's a good friend, actually. “It's not really that uncommon in my world, Scarlett. It came with a second one so that you can track me, too.”

“Where is it!?” So much for the calm part.

I point to the back of my neck. “It's at the base of your neck.”

“Do you not trust me?” She huffs.

“Of course I do, but if we’re talking about trust, you straight up lied to my face. I also don’t trust other people. Nobody needs to fuck with you, and if they do, I'll know it.” I huff back.

“Axel, do you not see how creepy that is? I could just tell you when someone upsets me.” But she won't.

“Maybe it’s a little creepy, but it's called caring about my girlfriend. And Scarlett, again, let me remind you that you lied to my face, and told Toby about tonight but not me?”

She rolls her eyes. “No, sir. No turning this around on me when I have a freaking tracker on my neck.” She's got a point, but pleading the fifth, my mouth doesn't say a thing. “Axel, how are you in all my classes?”

Fuck me. “The first two were by sheer accident, but I hacked into the main server and had to change the last two.” She throws her hands in air.

***

My mind tells me to get the hell away from him, but my heart and libido say, “Take me now!” Axel's confessions turn me on instead of off. Maybe there is something wrong with both of us. And It's called obsession. -Scarlett

Axel meets my stare with no shame. “When did you decide you were going to go after me and that stalking wasn't enough?”