Chapter 21
Invitations
Rumors are flying that a big story is about to break on the Longhorn Nations website. Axel Creed’s hot new girlfriend is the Boss Bitch in charge over there. We heard that it's something dealing with an incident that happened on Halloween night last year at Baseball House. But what?
Scarlett
Getting Toby to agree with my evil plan is easy enough.
He is going to try and infiltrate Jenson's group of friends.
There is a party happening at the Baseball House this coming weekend.
I'm off work, so Toby’s going to try and secure us an invite.
I can be his plus one. Axel knows nothing about this plan, nor will I tell him anything until I'm ready for him to know.
Axel can't come with us because he won't allow me to do what needs to be done.
I've looked into Jenson some this week, and he has a thing for redheads, but funny enough, all his girlfriends have been brunettes.
Maybe there's something to the redheads.
Has he assaulted any of them like he did London?
I have a list of girls, but I'm not ready to show my hand by looking into any of them.
Jenson and Brody must be kept in the dark for as long as possible.
Toby texts me and lets me know it's a go.
Jenson has personally invited him to the back-to-school bash.
How did Tobes do it? Nervous energy spreads up and down my body.
I'm not exactly sure how we'll pull this off or what my escape plan is to get away from Axel on Friday night, but we have no other options. This has to work.
Axel has been clingy all week and has not let me out of his sight.
He’s even gone so far as to study at Java Jerry's the two days I had to work.
My big bad wolf is not dumb. He knows I'm up to something.
Maybe I can enlist one of my new friends to distract him on Friday.
Picking up my phone, I shoot Jared a text to come over when he gets done studying.
Jared texts me back quickly.
Not a Basic Bitch: Bitch, I've been done.
Me: Well, come over now, dick face!
Not a Basic Bitch: You had me at Dick.
I laugh because he's an idiot, but he's my idiot. The best thing about my new apartment is that Jared lives four doors down the hall from me now, and just like magic, he barrels through without knocking. “I told you before, and I'll tell you again, I could've been naked.”
He shrugs. “I've seen you naked, Scarlett. It hasn't scared me away yet. Although you could use a shave down there.”
I throw my book at his head. “I will have you know my vagina is trimmed just the way I like it. Thank you.”
“Sorry to break it to you, sweetheart, but bare is better.” He gives me the side eye.
“Yeah, whatever. But let's come back to the point of the conversation, which is I need your help.” I smile when he flips me off.
However, he lifts his eyebrow in intrigue. “And how may I be of service, Scarlett Quinn?”
Putting my feet in his lap and making him swear secrecy, I tell him London's story. “Basically, I need an idea of how to distract Axel for my getaway on Friday. He would flip his shit if he knew what me and Toby are about to do.”
He shakes his head. “Scarlett, that man is so intense. Losing his shit is not the right description for what will happen if you guys get caught. We're talking about something of atomic portions.”
“Tell me something I don't know, Jared. My nerves have been officially severed from my body. This is one of those times when I need you to lie to me and tell me I'm making the right decision.”
Jared rolls his eyes. “Scarlett, you are making the best damn decision of your life. Everything will go perfectly, and nothing will go wrong. Because if it does, Axel is bound to kill somebody for you. He could pull the color orange off, though, so it's okay.”
Jared is probably right. Axel did say he knew people. All I had to do was say the words. “Jenson's not going to go after me. He likes petite redheads. Carly, my Sports Editor, fits the bill. She's agreed to try to get an interview with him.”
A concerned expression covers his face. “Does she know the whole story about Jenson?”
“Of course. The whole thing makes me nauseated to even think about it, but we all agree this is for London.”
Jared agrees. “As for Axel, I have a plan.” We smile at each other with an understanding.
***
Scarlett's hiding something, and it's driving me absolutely mental.
-Axel
I walk into Scarlett's bedroom after football practice, and Jared’s sitting on the bed with her. Their heads are joined together, and there's whispering. “You two better not be planning anything that will get Scarlett in trouble.”
Jared raises his hand in the air. “I'm not opposed to getting in trouble.”
Scarlet kicks him in the shin. “Stop flirting with my boyfriend, you pervert.”
He pinches her thigh, making her yelps so I walk over to her. “All right now, nobody leaves marks on my girl but me.”
He places his hand on his chest. “Are you sure you don't have a brother? One that's gay, to be exact.”
I laugh. “Sorry, dude, God broke the mold when he made me.”
Scarlett blows me a kiss. “Jared, tell Axel about your computer problem.”
“Oh yeah, porn made my computer die. I need you to fix it, because I'm poor and don't have money for a new one.” He begs.
I shrug my shoulders because that'll be an easy fix. “Just bring it over here, and I'll fix it by the end of the week.”
Scarlett tenses up. Oh, so they have concocted a plan. But what? Jared gains his senses back first. “Actually, could you please just come by my house on Friday? Scarlett says you're such a whiz. It shouldn't take you long to fix.”
I lift my eyebrows, but don't call bullshit. “Yeah, that sounds good. What time?”
He shrugs. “I get off work about eight, so could you come over about 8:30?”
A smile brightens my face because I have a plan of my own. Whatever is going to happen is obviously happening on Friday night. “Sure, that sounds like a plan, and Jared, for the love of football, please put virus protection on your computer.”
Jared has the good sense to give me a sheepish smile. “Yes, daddy.” He says with a laugh as he walks out the door.
Scarlett comes over to give me a big hug. “Do you want me to call you daddy, too?”
I bite her neck, then lick the red spot it created.
She purrs her satisfaction of contentment.
I need her. She needs me. We need each other.
Fuck. Scarlett begins panting. She reaches down and grabs me with authority.
Just the soft touch of her hand about sends me over the edge. I growl into her neck.
“Do we have time before the study group?” Her question ends on a shrill as my forefinger pinches her clit.
Yes. I don't know. Do we? My mind is mush. “Will you tell me your full plan to catch Jenson?”
Her answering giggle is like music to my ears. “Never.” She whispers on a ragged breath. Scarlett's pussy is almost quaking as my middle finger enters her swiftly. She fits me like a glove. I can't wait to feel her around me as she rides up and down on my cock. “Don't stop, Ax.” She moans prettily.
“I won't ever stop, Scarlett,” I vow before crushing her full lips to mine.
We become a mess of tongue, and legs, and hands on her bed.
When did we fall? Hell, if I know. Our mouths move in perfect sync with each other like she was made for me.
She rides my fingers, and on a whim, I slide my pinky in her ass.
Her eyes widen, but my invasion doesn't stop Scarlett from thrusting into my hand.
“Good fucking girl.” My Wallflower is adventurous when led down that path.
Her eyes start rolling back in her head, and she's on the brink of her release.
Taking away my hand, I give her a devilish smile as she whines her disapproval.
Flipping her over where she's straddling me, “Ride your pretty pink slit up and down on my cock, baby.
Let's come together.” Scarlett begins to move, my fingers digging into her plush hips as I regain control.
“Yes, like that. How does your cunt like riding my big cock?” She releases a moan. “Answer me, Scarlett. Or I'll stop.”
She looks down at me, bringing her perky breast closer to my mouth.
Her pink nipple is taut and delicious. Moving to the other breast, I begin my assault.
Biting and licking, but it'll never be enough.
My hand slaps her ass, the pop sounding loud in her small bedroom. She cries out in pain. “Ax, please.”
My pace slows to the point that we're barely moving. “No. You know what I want.”
Gripping her hips, I grind her slowly over my shaft. Her glazed eyes plead for mercy. “My cunt loves your big thick cock. Please, Axel, give me what I want.” My smile is genuine. Taking the palm of my hands, I begin to massage her breast. “I love your calloused hands.”
I thrust upward, causing more friction. “Move N—ow!” I demand.
“Fuck.” My hiss sounds through the room.
Her bare pussy feels so good riding my dick.
We both come with a shout. She curls up in my arms, and I rub every bit of my cum on her breast and stomach.
Branding her because she is fucking mine.
Kissing her forehead, I give her another chance to tell me what Friday's plans are.
Scarlett is keeping a secret from me, and she isn't going to like the consequences.
It has to do with Jenson and Brody. That's a given.
But I'll be damned if she takes them fuckers on without me.
“You going to go over to Jared's with me on Friday night?”
Scarlett stiffens again, but only slightly.
Her not being a good liar makes me feel better because she's not like Alexia, my dumb whore of a mother.
A part of me even understands the reason for the untruth.
Because I'd move Heaven and earth to get her out of the way of danger, and for her to get justice for London.
Lying her head on my chest, she tells me a pretty lie.
“Well, Friday night, I've decided to lock myself inside my office and write my column for the paper.”
Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath to control my rage.
Understanding it and being okay with the situation are two different things.
“Let's go get a shower, beautiful.” Scarlett sighs in relief, making me bite back a smile because my Red is going to be pissed when she finds out my response to her deception.
If we don't have trust between us, then she will be tracked.
We shower and get ready for bed. We both say the hell with the study session, the day's tiredness sets in. After she falls asleep, I take the state-of-the-art tracker out of my bag My friend, Jaquaries, sent it to me for a pricey donation, but it’s well worth the expense.
The clear sticky tab is similar to that of a bandaid.
Once it dries, she won't even know it's dissolved into her skin.
Studies show that it'll track up to a full year.
The app has already been downloaded to my phone.
All that was needed to prevent this was a little honesty, now we are both lying.