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I wince in spite of myself and chase away this last thought.
And here I am, fondling Harriet in her sheets. I knew when I walked in that something was wrong: the layout of the bed, the weird smell in the room. But I was too focused on what Harriet was doing with her fingers to realize that, no, the perfume I was smelling was not my girlfriend’s new one.
“Sleep well, Jones?”
Edgar gives me a mug of coffee just as I walk into the kitchen where he and Leo are. I greet them both quickly and grab the mug my buddy hands me. I take a quick sip.
“Not much.”
Mid-evening frustration spilled out much of the night.
“Owooooo!” Leo howls like a dog in heat, making us laugh.
“What are you doing in there?”
Scar’s light voice makes us turn around. Hair in a mess, she has put up a messy bun on the top of her head. Letting all her other locks fall messy over the top of her shoulders. She wears a simple T-shirt, and the tips of her breasts can be seen under the fabric. I look away, not deeming it useful to remind my eyes of the same breasts I’d seen last night. I gobble a cookie I swipe off the counter.
“Not for little girls,” I say, my mouth full.
“Really?” she says defiantly. “But I thought you wanted to teach me things yesterday when you were lying on my bed, dick on fire!”
I swallow hard, pounding my fist against my chest in an attempt to get the dry cookie down. I carefully avoid looking at Edgar, who I imagine tense as possible and quickly add, “I was in the wrong room.”
“What is this about?” Edgar spits.
“The dick on fire!” laughs Leo.
“No big deal! I wanted a quickie with Harriet, and I went to the wrong place. No need to make a big deal out of it!”
“Damn, man, you have a problem with the doors, you. Thisisn’t the first time you’ve done this, either!”
“I know,” I growl.
I glare at Scarlett, who giggles. She’s proud of herself, knowing that if I hadn’t given a quick and plausible explanation, Edgar would have come after me. It was her little revenge and I admit it’s fair game.
“If next time you could make sure my sister doesn’t see your ass, that would be great.”
“Oh, she would have mostly seen Harriet’s, if you ask me,” Leo laughs.
“Thanks,” Scarlett mutters, walking around us.
She grabs a cup from a cupboard, standing on her tiptoes. I don’t hold back my fleeting gaze that locks a second too long on the shorts she’s wearing. I don’t know why I’m staring at her so much this morning, but it excites something in my stomach that I deliberately relegate to the “need to fuck with my girlfriend” box. I stare at the bottom of my cup carefully.
“Well, since you’re all awake,” Edgar resumes, “I thought we could spend the afternoon at Revere Beach! It’s a beautiful day.”
“I’m in!” Scar exclaims. “I’m going to go put on a bathing suit!”
“I’ll drive,” Leo suggests as he leaves the kitchen.
Edgar follows him, laughing and I barely hold Scarlett back, wrapping my hand around her wrist. She turns around, her eyebrows furrowed. She looks down at my fingers and returns her gaze to mine. A teasing smile appears on my lips and I keep my grip on her. Her cheeks color. To make her blush more, I pull her body closer to mine. I feel her tense with my mouth close to her ear. If it wasn’t Scarlett, you’d think I was flirting. But it’s Scar and I just like to tease her. Nothing to do with this awkwardness that I’ve felt between us the last few days. The smell of jasmine, the same one I smelled yesterday in her room, tickles my senses. I ignore the pleasant feeling of familiarityit creates in my chest and whisper in a slow, measured voice, “Believe me, Scar, if I wanted to teach you things, I would have done it a lot differently.”
I step back, winking at her equivocally. I swear she stops breathing, but don’t dwell on her silence and rush to my room to change.
Nolan 1—Scarlett 0.
She should know that at this little game, I’m much better than her. I was born to piss her off, she’s known it for a long time.
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