Chapter 4: No One's Girlfriend

I probably should have knocked on Lee's door, but I had a key to the room, so I didn't even think about it.

"Oops!" I exclaimed when I walked in on Lee shirtless. I threw my hands over my eyes.

I couldn't help but peep through my fingers. I guess when he was neglecting his work, he was using the gym. He was in really good shape.

"Alright I have a shirt on," he chuckled. 

"Sorry about that," I said.

"I'm not," he grinned. "What happened to you? You look a mess."

"I got in a fight with Analeigh Frost." I rolled my eyes and slid onto his bed. "It was dumb."

"I see. Now, you sure you can handle being alone in a room with me, Watson?" Lee asked as he joined me on the bed with his laptop.

"Somehow I'll control my sexual urges," I chuckled. "So we need five digital marketing strategies that would be successful and increase revenue and business. How many do you have?"

"Two," Lee winced.

"Oh Lee."

"I know."

We laughed as we went through Marketing strategies. I pretty much just gave him the ones I used, but tweaked it so it didn't seem like he copied.

The thing was Lee wasn't bad at this stuff by a long mile. When he applied himself he was actually kind of brilliant. Probably just runs in his family.

"Thanks for this, Scarlett. I couldn't have done this without you," He smiled slightly.

"Yes you could have," I stated. "You know this stuff. You just don't want to."

Lee shook his head. "Is there anything I can do to return the favor?"

"Nah, you're good,"

"You sure? I hate being indebted to people."

"In that case, I'll save it for a rainy day," I grinned. 

"Pain in the ass you are." Lee shook his head again.

"It's a gift. Mind if I borrow your laptop real quick? Mine died and I wanna check on the boots I ordered yesterday."

"I thought you were all about hardwork and diligence when you're not handcuffed."

"I can multitask. Now, do you wanna see them?"

"Sure," he smiled. 

I made a big deal of showing him the shoes with a drum roll included. 

"Aren't they beautiful?"

"They're really nice, Scar. And they don't seem very expensive either, so that's cool."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, to you they're not. This was a splurge for me."

"Well, they'll look great on you. Where do they come up to? About here?" He touched my thigh.

"Yeah. About." I whispered. 

"That's...sexy."

"Thanks, Lee."

Lee suddenly leaned in but stopped midway when the door started opening and in walked Wesley Zell. Lee quickly moved his hand. 

Wesley's dark brown eyes lit up upon seeing me. A smile spread across his handsome face, littered with freckles and moles. He brushed his dark red hair out of his eyes before speaking.

"Scar. What are you doing here, babe?"

"Just doing some Marketing homework with Lee, since he didn't do it."

"How nice of you,"

"Why do you sound so surprised?" I asked. 

"Come on, Scar. You know I think the world of you, but you don't usually do nice." Wesley laughed. 

"Fair,"

I handed the laptop back to Lee and slipped off his bed. Wesley came up to me and kissed me hard. I pulled away, not wanting to make Lee uncomfortable. 

"You look beautiful," he whispered, brushing his hand over my cheek.

"Thanks," I laughed. 

"I'm gonna go to the library," Lee said, getting up abruptly. "Should get some last minute studying in. Heard there's a pop quiz in Statistics today."

"Oh, don't leave on our account," I insisted. 

"It's fine. I really should study. See ya in class." He quickly left the room.

"So, what are you up to?" Wesley asked. 

"Um, I actually should go change. This shirt is filthy."

"I have shirts here. You'll just have to take this one off."

"Wes," I whispered. "I don't have time. I have to change. I smell like dirt and possibly mustard."

He kissed me again. "Okay, fine. But did you think about what I asked you last time?"

"Favorite dinosaur? Definitely a Spinosaurus. He's bigger than the T-Rex and therefore is superior."

"Not that," he pressed his forehead against mine. "I mean about being my girlfriend."

"Oh, that? Um no."

"No you haven't thought about it or no you don't want to be my girlfriend?"

"I don't want to be your girlfriend, Wesley. You know that. I don't want a relationship."

I hated myself when I saw the sadness in his eyes. "Are you um...seeing other guys?"

"Just one other guy. But you knew that when we started this. Don't make it weird now." I kissed him, hoping that would make him feel better.

He gripped my waist tightly, kissing me back hard. "I just want to be with you."

"You are,"

"I mean for real,"

"This is what you get with me Wesley." I whispered. 

"Why won't you date me?" He asked desperately.

"Things are good right now right? We have fun. You enjoy the sex right?"

"Of course I do. It's incredible. Everything with you is."

"Then let's not ruin a good thing," I smiled. 

"I just think things would be easier if you were my girlfriend."

"They wouldn't be, I promise. I really gotta go now." I gave him a quick kiss before grabbing my bag.

"Will you come over tonight?"

"No, Wesley. Bye."

I felt kind of bad leaving things that way, but I had already told him I didn't want to be his girlfriend and with the way my life with Grayson was being planned, I never would be.

***

Lee had been right. I do look a mess! My long curly hair had twigs in it and my hazel eyes were puffy. Probably from whatever is in that god forsaken grass.

My skin looked nice though. My tawny brown skin looked not only moisturized but it had something of a glow to it. I scrunched up my freckled nose as I came to the conclusion that I'd have to shower before class. 

I was barely on time to Statistics. I took my usual seat next to Lee.

"You smell good," he whispered. 

"Don't be weird." I laughed. 

"Like pomegranate. I like it."

"Stop sniffing me, Windsor."

"Stop smelling so good," Lee smirked.

"Ms. Watson, are you ready to present your collected data?" Professor Edwards asked. 

"Yes, sir." I smiled, before grabbing my folder and strutting up to the front. "Ready to learn who is more likely to purchase stock at what time of the year?"

***

I hurried back to my room after classes to change before seeing Grayson. He liked when I was dressed up. 

Lulu was already in our room.

"Hey, babe." I smiled. "How was your day?"

"Honestly, missing Marketing threw me off. But it was fine. Why did you fight Analeigh?"

"She heard Carter had been sneaking out of this room."

"Oh," Lulu tugged at her hair.

"Anyways, I'm heading out for the night."

"Going to see your boyfriend?" She smiled slightly. 

"He's not exactly my boyfriend," I replied. 

"Who is this guy? You've been seeing him for two years. Why can't you be exclusive?"

"It's just not the time. After graduation, I will tell you everything. Things will be less inappropriate then."

"Is he older?"

"Yeah,"

"Alright, Scar. Well tell him I said hi even though he probably doesn't know who I am."

"I never said you didn't know him," I winked.

When I opened our door, Carter was standing outside of it. His blue eyes widened under his mess of blonde hair and he turned paler than usual, seeing me. 

"S-Scar. Um, I was just-"

"I know what you're doing here. If you hurt Lulu in anyway, I'll murder you, do you understand me?"

He nodded furiously. "Yeah of course."

"Analeigh doesn't deserve this, you know?"

"Yeah, I do."

"See you later." I walked off.

The car was waiting for me as it always was. I still felt weird being chauffeured around, but if I was going to marry Grayson, I guess I should finally get used to it.

"How are you Charlie?" I asked.

"Very well, Ms. Watson and you?"

"Better if you called me Scarlett."

"My apologies, I always forget."

"Liar," I giggled.

Charlie and I talked as we always did on our drives. As we pulled up to Grayson's house, the front door opened. 

Grayson and a beautiful woman in a stunning green dress exited the house. He had his arm around her as she looked up at him adoringly. 

Something burned inside me. He had said he didn't see other girls. That he loved me and only wanted to be with me. 

I hopped out of the car and stomped up to them.

"Hi, Grayson, who is this?"