Tangled (Playing With Fire)

“Oh.” Michaela’s cheeks colored pink. “Well, I can’t help it if Austin’s good in bed.” Just the way she said his name showed how in love she was with him. It made Scarlett a little envious.

“Show off,” Carly muttered, and Scarlett giggled.

And she couldn’t help but think of her own sex god in bed. Trevor had been amazing last night. Mean and sweet and tender and tough. After that last spectacular orgasm, she’d escaped, unsure of how to deal with her feelings. He’d walked her to her car, gave her a searing kiss that made her knees weak and filled her with regret. Then he walked away without another word.

It had left her feeling lonely. She hadn’t liked that at all.

Yet she still wanted him. She hadn’t seen him either since they were off work for the next two nights.

“Are you seeing anyone, Scarlett?”

Scarlett blinked to find Carly looking at her with friendly interest. Her hackles went up, an automatic gesture and she wondered at Michaela’s friend’s motives. If she was looking to dig up secret information about her.

Of course, she’s not. She’s just trying to be nice.

“Not really,” she answered, which made Michaela’s head whip around so fast Scarlett thought it might spin right off.

“What does that mean?” Michaela cocked a brow, a little smirk curving her lips that made her look like a naughty devil. Funny considering she was blonde and beautiful and appeared as sweet

as an angel.

“Nothing.” Scarlett shrugged, shoved another chip into her mouth. She crunched and chewed, hoping they’d move onto another topic but they didn’t. They both just sat there and watched her ’til she finished.

“Come on, you can tell us,” Michaela encouraged. “I need to divert the focus off me.”

“I need to live through others since my sex life is so dull,” Carly chimed in, making them laugh.

“Fine, okay I’ll tell you.” Scarlett breathed deep, tried to ignore the wave of nerves that washed over her. She could do this, she could confide in someone. A couple of someones who wanted to be her friend. “I’ve been seeing a guy. Kind of.”

“Ooh, sounds juicy.” Michaela leaned forward, her green eyes glittering. “Anyone I know?”

“Um.” Scarlett bit her lower lip, suddenly feeling exposed. Raw. It was hard to admit. “Yes, you know him.”

“Don’t tell me you finally landed Drake.” Michaela glanced over at Carly. “Drake’s a guy who works at a nightclub not far from the theatre that Scarlett’s had a crush on for a while.”

“God.” Scarlett rolled her eyes. “Does everyone know my personal business?”

“Yes,” Michaela answered with a smile. “Is it Drake? Tell us. I thought he was gay. I even heard a naughty rumor when I went to the theatre a few nights ago but please do spill.”

“Wait a minute.” Scarlett paused, her breath lodged in her throat. “You heard a rumor about Drake? What was it?”

“Oh. Well.” Michaela cleared her throat, suddenly looking uncomfortable. “I heard he got together with someone. A guy someone from the theatre. That they did the deed while at Tom’s.”

“What’s Tom’s?” Carly asked as she tucked a strand of auburn colored hair behind her ear, her golden eyes wide.

Michaela giggled, looking a little embarrassed. “A voyeur’s club. Austin took me there once. We had an, um, interesting time.”

“Oh my gosh, Michaela, you have the most adventurous sex life ever. I swear…”

Scarlett heard the women talking but couldn’t make out exactly what they said. In fact, they seemed diverted enough that maybe if she didn’t speak up, they wouldn’t ask her any more about Drake.

Getting together with someone from the theatre a few nights ago at Tom’s.

Like Trevor…

She pressed her lips together, anger making her see red. Holy crap, she figured he’d gone off and fucked someone else after she’d rejected him, but she never expected it to be Drake. The man she’d wanted for months. And Trevor had known that, too. He’d watched her try to chase Drake, threw himself at her instead and then he ended up with Drake by the end of the night.

What. The. Hell?