Semua Bab Faking It With The Quarterback: Bab 1 - Bab 5

Scarlett"You can't drive in this storm, Scar. You're going to get yourself killed." My best friend hissed at me through the phone. "Trust me, I know that." I replied, pulling over in front of the motel. It was the first one I had come across in miles, and I was relieved that I didn't have to keep driving. I'd almost fallen into a ditch earlier, "I just found a motel. I'll call you when I get settled." "Okay, keep me updated." She said before hanging up. Jen and I had met last year at my ex fiance's office party and since then we had been inseparable. I don't know what I'd have done if she hadn't been there after I'd found out Paul was a lying, cheating snake two weeks ago. I'd moved in with her and she had kept me distracted. Which was how I found myself stuck in the storm on my way to her parents' house for their anniversary. Sighing, I climbed out the car, my duffel in hand and hunched into my jacket, hurrying into the building before I could get completely soaked. Inside the

Scarlett "Hello?" I asked softly as I stepped out of the bathroom half an hour later, "Are you awake?" "Yeah," the man said from the bed. A second later, the bedside light came on, washing the room in a soft glow, "Apparently nothing can be done about the tiny bed tonight. I had had a feeling that that would be the case. The man rolled over a little bit, offering me some space, "Go to sleep. It's just for a few hours." Staring at the tiny space warily, I crossed over to the bed and joined him. One side of my body was completely pressed against his, and I could feel the warmth of his body seeping into me. "You're freezing." He pointed out. I let out a huff, "I wasted too much time trying to resurrect my broken phone and forgot that the shower was running. By the time I got in, the hot water had run out." "Ouch." He winced."Yeah. Today sucks." I sighed, "no, in fact, this whole month has sucked so bad." "Wanna tell me about it?" He asked softly. When I turned my head to the si

Scarlett"Who the fuck are you?" Paul sneered, staggering to his feet. Jett took a step toward him and my coward ex scrambled backward, all his earlier bravado suddenly gone. Honestly, he'd have been stupid to try to go up against a man like Jett, who was way bigger and looked every inch a viking. "You have three seconds to get out of here," Jett said in a cold voice. Paul glanced over his shoulder at me, "Seriously? These are the kind of assholes you surround yourself with now?" A moment later, recognition filled his face, "Wait a minute, aren't you Jett Heathrow? The football_"The taller man had had enough. He reached forward, grasped my ex by the collar and tossed him out the door before banging it shut on his stunned face. I was at a loss of words. How had he found me here? "What the hell are you doing here? I'm sorry, but you have to leave. I have an appointment and I can't deal with whatever this is right now," I snapped, "I had no idea who you were, okay? And you don't nee