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“Barrett.” Gage said, pointing at me.
“Who are you?” Barrett asked.
“I’m… I’m…”
“Spit it out!” Gage demanded.
“What. Is. Your. Name.” The purple hair man spoke slowly and paused after every word.
“I’m not an idiot. You all just startled me.” I said, cutting my eyes at him.
“Startled you?” Gage interjected.
I snapped my head in his direction.
“What’s your name?” Barrett asked again, oozing calmness in the chaos.
I crossed my arms, looking at him… at them all.
The purple-haired man smiled and then I heard him mumble “Feisty,” to the light brown skin man beside him who shoved him in the arm, never taking his eyes off me.
“Your name?” Barrett asked again, his tone now betraying his irritation.
“Sn-carlet.” I answered, unsure. I didn’t want them to know my real name, or that I was a princess. I needed to hide from the Queen and I had no idea where I was or how far her reach was.
Gage huffed. “Your name is Snacarlet? What kind of name is that?”
“It’s Scarlet. You have me flustered.”
“So flustered you forgot your own name?” He asked incredulously.
“No… I just. I’m sorry. I will go.” I looked around and counted seven men. Seven very muscular men all wrapped in towels who were likely bare behind it, staring at me with a mixture of expressions. Some were curious, some intrigued, and others angry.
“Damn right you will!” Gage waved his hands. “Out!”
“How old are you?” One of the ones in the back asked. He seemed nice, with blonde hair and blue eyes that were soft.
“I’m…”
“You don’t know how old you are?” Gage huffed.
I snapped my eyes at him. “If you would stop interrupting me every two seconds then maybe I would be able to get a complete thought out.”
“Oh, shit.” The boy with the purple hair said, bouncing up and down excitedly then settled back on the ground and looked at me with a serious face, “Be careful with that one.” He nodded to Gage. “He’s a little rough.”
I took in a deep breath.
“You’re right. I’m sorry.”
“So you keep saying.”
I bit my tongue and looked at the man who asked. “I’m eighteen. Today’s my birthday.” My brow furrowed. “Was my birthday? I honestly don’t know. I’ve been running all day, and I fell asleep, so I have no idea what time it is.”
“Are you hurt?” His eyes swept over my body and landed on my feet. “Your feet.”
“I looked at them, bloodied and bruised.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Gage moaned. “My bed is a complete fucking wreck!” He jerked the cover off with one pull, and it popped out from under me like I was nothing but a feather.
