me?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
Marshall wrapped an arm around her pulling her close.
His warmth surrounded her. He further surprised her by kissing her temple. “If
you’re not going to tell me then I’m going to hold you until you’re feeling
better.”
“You don’t need to do this.”
“I’m doing what makes me happy.”
She closed her eyes as she rested against his
shoulder. This was what she loved. It felt right to her to have him close. He
took her hand with his other and locked their fingers together. “You’re not
going to be alone anymore.”
“Why are you being nice to me?”
“I want to be, and I want you to be happy.”
Glancing up at him, she saw his lips were pressed into
a firm line. He wasn’t happy at all with her being sad.
Slowly, she relaxed against him, staring out at the
football field.
Marshall came to you, not Trey.
If she’d thought anyone would come looking for her,
she really thought it would be Trey, not the man who was now comforting her.
“Tell me who hurt you?”
His voice soothed her, and before she could stop, she
told him the truth. “Cheryl.”
“What did she say and do?”
“Just the truth. I’m fat and ugly and there’s no way that you or Trey are ever going to
find me attractive. I’m too ugly, and you prefer girls who look like her. Don’t worry, I didn’t think you had a crush on me or something.
I’m not stupid.”
He held her just a little tighter, kissing her head.
“You’re not fat and ugly.”
“I don’t know why you’re being nice to me, but I like
it.”
The rest of the lunch break went by without a hitch as
Marshall held her. She didn’t want it to end, but like all good things, it had
to come to an end sometime.
Chapter Seven
“What are you going to do?” Jack asked. It was after
school, and Marshall leaned up against his car waiting for Scarlett to come out
of school. He was so pissed off at what Cheryl had done. There was no way he
could hurt her, not in the way he wanted to. She’d made his mate cry. When he
saw Scarlett sat on the bleachers, he’d been relieved, but then he saw she was
crying and he’d almost lost it. He’d been hunting for his mate because Trey couldn’t give a shit, only to find she’d been hurt by
that slut, Cheryl.
“I don’t know.” He wanted to hurt Cheryl, humiliate
her, make life so fucking hard for her that she knew what it was like to be in
Scarlett’s shoes.
He’d prove her wrong when it came to Scarlett. The
best way to get back at Cheryl was by showing her to be a liar.
“What did Trey say when I
left?” Marshall asked.
“Nothing. I don’t even know why you were worried about him being a problem with
Scarlett. He didn’t give a shit about her when you were gone. I’m starting to
think he was just using Scarlett until he knew where he stood.” Jack flicked
his keys backwards and forwards in his hand.
“He can still be a problem. Scarlett’s not comfortable
around me.”
“Are you taking her home?”
“Yeah, I was going to.” Marshall was going to
introduce her to his parents.
“Cool. Let me know how that goes.”
Scarlett appeared out of the doors with Trey by her
side. Marshall really didn’t like this guy. The moment he was out of the picture,
the better he’d feel.
“See? He’s a problem.”
“Only now. I can tell you he wasn’t interested in her at lunchtime.” Scarlett
looked up, and Marshall held his hand up in a wave. “You’ve really turned into
a lovesick sucker.”
“Shut up. Wait until you find your mate. You’ll be
changing your tune very soon.”
“I’m destined to be alone.”
Scarlett stopped in front of him. “Hey,” she said.
“You weren’t expecting me to be waiting?” He knew she
hadn’t.
Her cheeks went a lovely shade of red. Marshall
reached out and touched one cheek. The warmth coming from her made him chuckle.
“Hey, Marshall,” Trey said.
“Do you want a ride off Jack?” Marshall asked.
“Hey, I’m
“It doesn’t matter.”
Marshall wrapped an arm around her pulling her close.
His warmth surrounded her. He further surprised her by kissing her temple. “If
you’re not going to tell me then I’m going to hold you until you’re feeling
better.”
“You don’t need to do this.”
“I’m doing what makes me happy.”
She closed her eyes as she rested against his
shoulder. This was what she loved. It felt right to her to have him close. He
took her hand with his other and locked their fingers together. “You’re not
going to be alone anymore.”
“Why are you being nice to me?”
“I want to be, and I want you to be happy.”
Glancing up at him, she saw his lips were pressed into
a firm line. He wasn’t happy at all with her being sad.
Slowly, she relaxed against him, staring out at the
football field.
Marshall came to you, not Trey.
If she’d thought anyone would come looking for her,
she really thought it would be Trey, not the man who was now comforting her.
“Tell me who hurt you?”
His voice soothed her, and before she could stop, she
told him the truth. “Cheryl.”
“What did she say and do?”
“Just the truth. I’m fat and ugly and there’s no way that you or Trey are ever going to
find me attractive. I’m too ugly, and you prefer girls who look like her. Don’t worry, I didn’t think you had a crush on me or something.
I’m not stupid.”
He held her just a little tighter, kissing her head.
“You’re not fat and ugly.”
“I don’t know why you’re being nice to me, but I like
it.”
The rest of the lunch break went by without a hitch as
Marshall held her. She didn’t want it to end, but like all good things, it had
to come to an end sometime.
Chapter Seven
“What are you going to do?” Jack asked. It was after
school, and Marshall leaned up against his car waiting for Scarlett to come out
of school. He was so pissed off at what Cheryl had done. There was no way he
could hurt her, not in the way he wanted to. She’d made his mate cry. When he
saw Scarlett sat on the bleachers, he’d been relieved, but then he saw she was
crying and he’d almost lost it. He’d been hunting for his mate because Trey couldn’t give a shit, only to find she’d been hurt by
that slut, Cheryl.
“I don’t know.” He wanted to hurt Cheryl, humiliate
her, make life so fucking hard for her that she knew what it was like to be in
Scarlett’s shoes.
He’d prove her wrong when it came to Scarlett. The
best way to get back at Cheryl was by showing her to be a liar.
“What did Trey say when I
left?” Marshall asked.
“Nothing. I don’t even know why you were worried about him being a problem with
Scarlett. He didn’t give a shit about her when you were gone. I’m starting to
think he was just using Scarlett until he knew where he stood.” Jack flicked
his keys backwards and forwards in his hand.
“He can still be a problem. Scarlett’s not comfortable
around me.”
“Are you taking her home?”
“Yeah, I was going to.” Marshall was going to
introduce her to his parents.
“Cool. Let me know how that goes.”
Scarlett appeared out of the doors with Trey by her
side. Marshall really didn’t like this guy. The moment he was out of the picture,
the better he’d feel.
“See? He’s a problem.”
“Only now. I can tell you he wasn’t interested in her at lunchtime.” Scarlett
looked up, and Marshall held his hand up in a wave. “You’ve really turned into
a lovesick sucker.”
“Shut up. Wait until you find your mate. You’ll be
changing your tune very soon.”
“I’m destined to be alone.”
Scarlett stopped in front of him. “Hey,” she said.
“You weren’t expecting me to be waiting?” He knew she
hadn’t.
Her cheeks went a lovely shade of red. Marshall
reached out and touched one cheek. The warmth coming from her made him chuckle.
“Hey, Marshall,” Trey said.
“Do you want a ride off Jack?” Marshall asked.
“Hey, I’m
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