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  CHAPTER 9

  Scarlet

  The very second after…Tobias…texted me, I hurried to call myself an Uber to take me home so that I could change for our date. The whole time though, my mind continued to spin, completely stunned that Tobias Gentry was apparently a real person and not just a role being played by my ex.

  It had taken a while to sink in, but I finally got it. Tobias was not Preston. I hadn’t spent the night with my ex-boyfriend. I’d spent the night with a complete stranger.

  Initially, this realization had left an incredibly bad taste in my mouth. How could I have been fooled so badly? I had never been the kind of girl to take off with random men, but that was precisely what I had just done, and it was going to take some time for me to get over that. I didn’t even want to think about the inevitable moment when I’d have to tell my friends what really happened. Especially Mila.

  I could already imagine what they’d have to say.

  “What the hell? Are you kidding me? You didn’t even know him for real? Did you seriously hook up with a random stranger you knew nothing about? Scarlet, come on, you’ve got to do better than that!”

  I leaned against the backseat, staring idly out the window and trying to make sense of it all.

  “You all right, ma’am?” my driver said, peering at me through the rearview mirror.

  “Huh? Yeah…” I said, not realizing until then all the noises I’d been making out loud to accompany my thoughts.

  I wiggled in the backseat, pulling my party dress from the night before down. It seemed to rise further up my hips with ever bump in the road the car drove over.

  I sighed again, and then gave a humorless laugh.

  It was ironic that I’d been so convinced Tobias was Preston, and that I’d blamed his inability to recognize me on his poor memory when apparently, I had been the one suffering memory problems. It was so stupid that I had failed to realize Tobias wasn’t Preston.

  No two unrelated people could really look that much alike, could they? But as I thought about his hair, eyes, and lips, there was no denying that the resemblance between the two of them was beyond uncanny. Still though, they weren’t completely identical. So how could I have forgotten the true face of the guy who’d been my first love so thoroughly that I had mistaken a complete stranger for him?

  Shameful didn’t even begin to describe how I felt.

  My phone buzzed from inside my purse. I pulled it out, correctly guessing that it was Mila.

  Where r u? Still with your high school sweetheart? she had texted.

  A pang went through my chest as I stared at her message. I wasn’t ready to explain what had happened yet. but I also didn’t want to lie.

  I guess you two are still busy, she wrote back when two minutes passed without my response.

  I sighed, knowing I couldn’t keep ignoring her. Otherwise, she would actually call me, and I knew I wouldn’t stand a chance trying to verbally explain my situation at the moment.

  Everything’s fine. Call u later, I wrote, my fingers seeming to tingle from the discomfort of telling the lie.

  K, she wrote back, with an emoji blowing a heart-shaped kiss.

  I returned my phone to my purse, feeling more confused than ever.

  He’s not Preston, so why exactly did you agree to go out with him again? a voice challenged in my head. There was no point in kidding myself though because I knew the answer to the question. Even if he wasn’t Preston, it was enough that he simply reminded me so much of Preston. I had always found Preston incredibly handsome, and the same could certainly be said for this Tobias Gentry guy. And obviously, there was the ridiculously hot night we’d had together; I hadn’t felt anything remotely like that in an embarrassingly long time.

  I suddenly felt overheated just thinking about it and had to crack the window of the car.

  Tobias Gentry was sexy and only in town for a couple days. I was single and free to mingle.

  No harm in me taking advantage of the situation. It’s not like it’s going to last forever, I thought to myself as the driver pulled up in front of my apartment.

  I quickly hopped out, knowing I didn’t have much time to get ready.

  By the time I found the perfect dress, it looked a tornado had ripped through my entire apartment. In the back of my mind, I kept thinking about how well-off Tobias Gentry seemed to be, and I certainly didn’t want to look homely going out with him, especially since he was taking me to such an expensive restaurant. Curious, I had done a quick Google search of the place to get an idea of its atmosphere. My eyes had bulged clean out of my head when I looked through the menu and the prices. Needless to say, I didn’t want my meal to look like it cost more than me.

  By the time I was satisfied, I had put on a long red form-fitting dress with spaghetti straps and a slit up the right leg, a pair of silver heels, and had left my hair hanging down in long waves. I’d applied my makeup carefully, making sure it was tasteful and classy. Then I sprayed on my favorite perfume and put on a pair of diamond stud earrings that I’d gotten a long time ago from my grandmother.

  Checking the time, I quickly grabbed my phone and a clutch-purse and raced out the door, my stomach twisting in nervous yet excited knots.

  CHAPTER 10

  Scarlet

  I didn’t know if I looked as expensive as the plates at the restaurant, but I did look good enough to impress my handsome stranger.

  It had taken a while for me to get to the place, but it seemed that Tobias had been waiting patiently for me. Upon seeing me, his jaw had literally dropped, causing a deep but satisfied flush to spread over my cheeks.

  His mouth moved motionlessly for a moment before he grew capable of speech. “Wow, Scarlet…You look amazing.”

  “Thank you,” I said, smiling as he pulled out a seat for me. “I thought I needed to dress it up a bit, considering this place you picked. Honestly, could you have found a more expensive spot?”

  Tobias laughed. “Well, I heard and read some good reviews about this spot, so I wasn’t concerned with the prices.”

  I raised an eyebrow. “Must be nice to have the kind of funds to support that kind of attitude.”

  Tobias momentarily averted his gaze, seeming embarrassed by my words. I pretended not to notice and instead glanced around at the fancy décor. The place looked more like an art exhibition than a restaurant. In awe, I admired the paintings along the walls and the design of the high ceilings.

  And then I noted how unusually empty the place was…

  “Is it almost closing time?” I asked.

  Tobias grabbed the glass of wine he’d been drinking. “I may have pulled a few strings…” he said, still not meeting my eyes.

  I blinked, trying to think just how rich this man had to be in order to ‘pull a few strings’ to turn an expensive restaurant into our own personal dining room.

  “I think I need a drink too,” I said.

  “Of course.” Tobias raised a hand and a waiter practically appeared out of thin air. “More champagne please, and another glass for my friend.”

  “Coming right up, sir.” The waiter bowed and then turned toward me. “Good evening, ma’am.”

  I nodded. “Good evening.”

  “Shall I bring the menus as well?” the waiter inquired.

  “Yes, please,” Tobias said. “So, how was your day,” he asked, finally looking at me once our waiter was gone.

  “Weird,” I said after a pause.

  Tobias raised his eyebrows. “How so?”

  I glanced up at the ceiling, debating whether I truly wanted to say what was on my mind. But then I decided since Tobias Gentry had been honest with me right from the start, he deserved my honesty in return. I cleared my throat and looked across the table at him. “Well,” I began, “…I woke up and ordered breakfast through room service.”

  Tobias nodded. “No problem.”

  “And the waiter, he said that he’d put everything on your tab. On Mr. Gentry’s tab…”

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��Okay…” Tobias said, clearly trying to understand how any of this constituted as weird.

  Right that instant, I lost my nerve. I couldn’t go through with admitting to believing he’d been someone else. He was treating me to a fancy dinner at an expensive restaurant, for crying out loud. How could I sit there and nonchalantly admit, “So by the way, I slept with you last night because I thought you were just joking around. I still thought you were my ex, Preston. Looks like the joke’s on me, huh? Ha ha.”

  “Is everything all right?”

  My eyebrows shot upward at his question. So lost in my thoughts, I’d been oblivious to the grimace that had crept onto my face. “Yeah,” I said, nervously running a hand over my hair.

  Tobias stared, not looking convinced. “Well, are you going to tell me what was so weird about your morning?”

  I swallowed and shook my head. “No. Never mind. It’s nothing.”

  “Scarlet, come on,” he said. “What is it?”

  A long silence stretched between us as I desperately tried to think of what to say. Tobias leaned back in his seat, staring at me. He began drumming his fingers on the table, waiting.

  My face had grown so hot, I worried steam was coming out my ears. I stared down at the table cloth, my knees bouncing nervously under the table. “I…I just…I was worried that…that I ordered too much,” I said lamely. I cleared my throat, knowing there was no escaping this lie now. All I could do was roll with it. “You know, you’ve been spending a lot on me, and you don’t even really know me.” I pursed my lips together, still staring at the tablecloth and praying that my lie was at least somewhat convincing.

  A low chuckle sounded from across the table. I looked up, seeing Tobias smiling. Even in my state of embarrassment, I couldn’t help noting how sexy he looked. Suddenly, the warmth in my face was there for an entirely different reason.

  “Is that all?” Tobias asked.

  I swallowed again and nodded.

  “Well, trust me,” he said, “you don’t have to worry about that.”

  I was prevented from having to respond when waiter returned with more champagne, a glass for me, and two menus.

  I opened my menu and stared at it for a while, trying to recollect myself. When I managed to glance upwards though, Tobias was still watching me. His eyes trailed downward, admiring the way my dress hugged my upper curves.

  My breath hitched in my throat and I struggled to read the menu, attempting to make sense of the fancy dishes and not having a clue what to order.

  “What do you suggest?” I asked. “Off the menu?”

  He smirked. “Why don’t we just try the house special?” he said, waving the waiter back over.

  “Sounds good to me,” I said, closing my menu.

  Over the course of our meal, the reviews Tobias had read proved to be accurate. The food was phenomenal. But even though I’d initially been hungry, my appetite for food slowly began to pale in comparison to my appetite for another night with Tobias…

  Every time he looked at me, adrenaline rushed through my core. I also felt a secret thrill, now that I knew he truly was the sexy stranger I had only thought Preston was pretending to be. Something about being in Tobias’s presence felt inappropriate, but also exciting and too alluring for words…

  “Did you enjoy your meal?” he asked.

  “Yes,” I said. “It was delicious.”

  We simply stared at each other for a moment, and I got the feeling that like me, he also wasn’t ready for our night to end yet.

  A bold and daring side that I didn’t know I possessed coming over me, I began to wiggle in my chair, smiling mischievously as Tobias watched, wondering what I was up to. I raised my leg, my foot reaching across to the seat of his chair. Feeling it, he glanced down, seeing my lacey underwear hanging off the tip of my high heel, delivered straight to his lap.

  He gasped slightly as he raised his eyes to meet mine and bit his bottom lip.

  He raised a hand in the air, motioning for the waiter. “Check please.”

  CHAPTER 11

  Tobias

  I could hardly take my eyes off of her. Scarlet was everything I wasn’t. Daring, pushy… I was safe, focused.

  I liked her dangerous games.

  I couldn’t believe she would take off her panties right in the middle of the restaurant! Talk about being wild. The moment she passed me her underwear, my cock started throbbing, and all I wanted was to take here right then and there.

  Scarlet. Scarlet. Scarlet. That woman was driving me crazy. What was it about her that made me want more? Her striking eyes and full lips, the way she looked at me seductively across the table, her curves... I liked everything about her, and I needed to fuck her again.

  So when the doors of the elevator closed and I pressed the button for my floor, I jerked her toward me and slammed my lips against hers, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. She moaned and wrapped her arms around me, kissing me back like she was starving for me. I pushed her against the wall and ran my hands all over her front, cupping her breasts over her dress.

  “No bra?” I muttered into her lips and bit her bottom lip, growing harder by second.

  “No bra.”

  “Just the way I like it.”

  I kneaded her breasts in my hands, admiring how soft and full they were, grinding my hard-on against her. Even through our clothes I could feel the heat her pussy radiated, and it felt fucking amazing.

  She threw her head backward, allowing me full access to her neck, and my hands slid down her waist delicately. I nibbled, sucked, and licked her neck, inhaling her sweet, lavender scent with increasing hunger.

  “Tobias...” She moaned when I bit her earlobe, her hands clutching my jacket. “I like that.”

  “And I like you.”

  Just as I cupped her ass and pressed her against me, the doors of the elevator opened. I was glad that the hallway was empty, which allowed me to grope her and kiss her on our way to my room.

  We ended in a heap of limbs on my bed, trying to take each other’s clothes as quickly as possible. I straddled her, and she jerked my shirt open. She ran her red nails across my chest before she straightened herself up and wrapped her mouth around my nipple, holding my gaze.

  “Fuck, Scarlet.”

  She smirked to me and did the same thing to my other nipple, and my cock throbbed faster. I pushed her to her back and pulled her dress up, exposing her sexy pussy to me.

  I ran my forefinger over her clit and outer lips. “Already wet for me.” I collected some of her juices and put my finger in my mouth, sucking it. “Mmm, delicious.”

  “Tobias...” She squirmed, grabbing the sheets above her head.

  “Taste yourself.”

  I collected more juices and pushed my finger into her mouth. She sucked it greedily, never taking her eyes off of me, and the sight was more erotic than anything I’d seen before. Her fast breathing matched mine, her round tits taunting me with each rise and fall. Kneeling above her, I cupped her pussy and brought my mouth to her nipple, licking it over the material of her dress.

  The juices poured out of her pussy instantly, soaking my fingers. I decided to reward her by pushing two digits into her tight hole, watching her face twist in pleasure when I began fingering her.

  “Ah! Yes!”

  She called my name repeatedly as I fucked her with my fingers, ripping through her wet walls. My mouth watered at how hot she looked as she moved her hips to meet my hand, begging me to fuck her harder.

  I added two more fingers and thrust so fast that her pussy started squirting, sending her juices right over my fingers and the mattress.

  “Tobias!”

  I didn’t stop, positioning myself so that I was now in between her legs, with my mouth on her clit. I licked it languidly, which was a contrast to my fast thrusts. Her juices kept pouring out, wetting my face, and the smell of her arousal hit my nostrils. So damn good.

  “Oh... That’s it... Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” She thrashed agai
nst the bed, constantly rocking her hips, so I had to grab them and hold her in place as I gave my undivided attention to her swollen nub.

  I was devouring her, watching her face contort as her moans filled the air, feeding on her taste, feel, and scent. I could sense that she was close, so I pulled away before she could actually come.

  She glared at me, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “What? No! Why did you stop?”

  “You don’t get to tease me during the whole dinner and get away with it just like that.”

  I slammed my lips against hers and thrust my tongue into her mouth, showing no mercy. Our kiss was brutal, our bodies grinding against each other as my hands slid all over her tits and waist. She was trembling under my hands, her skin hot and smooth, and I wished to lick each inch of her body.

  This time, I turned her to her stomach and removed her hair aside, lowering my head to kiss her neck... But then I stopped when I noticed a tattoo behind her right ear of a bird. I traced it with my fingers.

  “Nice tattoo.”

  She moaned when my fingers continued their journey across her neck. “Thank you.”

  I pressed my lips on it, earning another moan from her. I separated myself from her to take my pants and boxers off, noticing a wet spot on my pants that had come from her pussy as I ground against her. With a smirk, I removed my clothes in one swift move and covered her ass cheeks with my hands.

  “I want to take my time with you,” I told her and stroked her bottom, enjoying the feel of her soft flesh. Her ass was too big and round—just the way I liked it. My precum poured out of my tip, and it was too easy to imagine myself cumming all over her. I separated her legs so that I had access to her pussy that was now glistening with her juices.

  “You like this?” I brushed her clit with my thumb and watched more juices spurt out of her. Nice.

  “Yes,” she breathed out.

  “How about this?” I moved my finger over her entrance and reached her anus, smearing her juices over it.