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My phone chimes as I reach under the covers.
Nope. Not answering that.
It chimes again as I wrap my hand around my engorged cock, stroking once, base to tip.
Images of Scarlet walking in the kitchen tonight float through my mind. Memories of us on her couch. In my bed two nights ago, even though nothing happened between us. It feels like it’s been months since I’ve had her in my arms, and yet the images are clear as day. The way she arched into my touch when I pulled on the barbells piercing her nipples. How responsive her body was.
I can feel the tingle at the base of my spine intensify as I continue to work my hand up and down my shaft. Envisioning Scarlet the way I have many times over the years. Wondering if she’s ever touched herself while thinking of me. Gotten off to fantasies of my hands on her body.
Precum drips onto my hand, but I hold back, clenching my eyes shut. I’m not ready to let go of my own fantasy. Of the images of Scarlet with her hand wrapped around me instead of my own.
It doesn’t take long before I’m exploding, my breathing still labored as images of Scarlet fade. And as I lay alone in the dark, emptiness settles in.
She said she was done running, yet it feels like that’s exactly what she did. I get that Gia may have needed her. I understand her friends are important to her.
But why tonight?
What the hell was so important that she had to leave?
We were finally making progress. Taking the next step. It may have been a baby step, but any step in the right direction is one I don’t want to miss.
After cleaning myself up and changing my sweats, I climb back into bed. Reaching for my phone, I read through the missed texts from Scarlet, my mouth dropping open as I take in the carefully crafted words she’s sent me.
SCARLET: I’m sorry. Not going to make it back over tonight. Gia’s situation is more fucked up than I thought it was.
SCARLET: That sounded ominous. She’s fine. It’s just, not my secret to tell.
SCARLET: Screw it. She brought this on herself, and if there’s anyone I can trust to keep this a secret, it’s you. She’s dating Max. Well, fake dating him. There’s someone he’s trying to make jealous. Or maybe jealous isn’t the right word. Then again, with Max, you never know. And something happened tonight while we were in your room. Max got in a fight over this other girl. Gia swears she doesn’t know who she is, but I think that’s something she’s keeping to herself. So in a nutshell, Max is the reason I’m not coming back tonight because Gia feels like a bitch and can’t stop crying.
I immediately reply even though I’m sure she’s fast asleep right now. Or maybe she’s still up with Gia, getting the rest of the story out of her.
ME: I had a feeling Max was punching Beau over a girl. Any guesses as to who? I didn’t see anyone around when the fight broke out.
My screen goes black as I wait for her reply, but it never comes. Which is why I text the one person who can shed some light on the situation.
ME: Who is she?
MAX: Who is who?
ME: The girl you were fighting over. I know it wasn’t Gia since you two are a farce. So what’s the real reason you punched someone who is supposedly your friend?
MAX: Are you drunk?
ME: Stop deflecting. You know I never get drunk when I perform. Tell me who she is.
MAX: It’s none of your business.
He’s not denying that he and Gia aren’t a real couple. Probably because the show must go on. If there’s one thing I know about Max, it’s that everything he does has a good reason behind it. Even if it doesn’t appear that way to begin with.
ME: No, it’s not, but your business is fucking with my life, so I feel like I deserve the truth from you.
MAX: Did Scarlet not give it up tonight? How is that my fault?
How the hell did he know about Scarlet? Is he guessing? Did he figure out who I was staring at during the set? Either way, I’m not ashamed of her so I purposely play into his hand.
ME: She had to leave with your fake girlfriend, to comfort her. Whatever you’re up to, Max, you better be careful. You’re screwing with people’s lives, their emotions. What about Gia? What if she falls for you? Are you just going to walk away from her when this other girl gives you the time of day? How is that fair to her?
MAX: Gia knows exactly what this is. She’s not going to fall for me. We made a deal; she’s sticking to her end of the bargain. Did you ever consider that her reaction tonight was part of the performance? All for show? No, you didn’t. You just assumed I was the asshole at fault. Thanks for the vote of confidence; now kindly leave me the fuck alone so I can go back to icing my hand.
