Chapter 2

One Year Later

Scarlet

It was a Saturday night and my parents were out of town. I was suppose to go with them but I used my best excuses to convince them that I would just stay home with Jordan and Ethan. Get some studying done. I was seventeen now and could manage to stay alive for one weekend.

Of course my big brothers were throwing a party. No surprise there. At 20, the twins were living their best lives. They went to college and worked part time for my dad at the dealership. They worked hard but played harder.

"Why are you here?" I heard somebody ask.

I looked over at a few of my brothers friends, who were already looking at me.

"Huh?"

One of the guys came closer. "Jordan said his sister wouldn't be here." He bit his lip. "Not that I'm complaining..."

Was he flirting with me? I was so bad at reading signals.

"You asked Jordan about me?"

"Hell yeah I did. I'm Cory by the way. You're Scarlet, right?"

"That's me." I smiled back.

"Your brother is a real hard ass you know that? He'd wanna kick my ass if he knew I was talking to you," he whispered as he got even closer to me. "But now that I've heard your sexy voice and seen that sexy ass up close, I don't care. I'm willing to take the beating."

I blushed and looked away. I wasn't necessarily shy but nobody had ever been so matter of fact with me before. He was older and straight to the point. He wanted me and I liked his confidence.

"Let me get you a drink."

Before I could decline, he was already making his way to the kitchen. He brought me back a beer and even though I knew my brothers would be pissed, I drank it. Plus two more. It was the first time that I had drank anything. Jordan and Ethan always made sure to keep me away from it but I wasn't a baby anymore. It was my time to let loose. Mom and dad finally let me stay home, I wanted to press my luck a little.

The room felt like it was a hundred degrees. Even in my tiny red dress, I felt like I was wearing a turtleneck. Dancing didn't help but I loved this music. Dancing always had a way of bringing me to a happy place. I let my hips feel the beat, swaying while Cory was pressed up behind me, running his long arms down my body as I danced.

I felt his lips on my shoulder and even though I didn't know this guy, I liked the attention. I liked knowing he wanted me. I closed my eyes and backed my ass up against him further. He groaned in my ear, making me smile to myself.

"What the fuck is this? Get away from her."

I knew the voice. That sexy as sin voice. The man I had loved for years. Chase.

"Fuck off, Chase. Scarlet's a big girl."

"She's seventeen, asshole! You are fucking lucky her brothers are downstairs. Come on, Scar. Let's go."

As Chase held out his hand for me to take, Cory slipped to the back of my mind. All I could see was Chase. His beautiful blue eyes looking at me and those big strong arms that I knew I fit perfectly into.

I grabbed his hand and as soon as I did Cory went off. "Are you fucking serious right now?"

Chase looked pissed and he stepped in front of me. "Get the fuck out and I won't tell Ethan or Jordan."

He looked between Chase and a few of Cory's friends who gave him the let's go look. He brushed past Chase but stopped at me. "To be continued, beautiful."

Before I could respond I was being pulled up the stairs. My fingers were intertwined with Chase's as he led me to my bedroom, locking the door behind us.

"You okay?" He asked, tucking a piece of loose hair behind my ear.

He was so close to me. His familiar smell that I was addicted to was all around me. For once in my life I didn't let myself think. I wanted him. No. In that moment, I needed him. I crashed my lips to his.

He was tense and definitely caught off guard but as soon as he relaxed, he grabbed my hips and brought me closer to him. His dominant tongue found mine and he walked me backward until the back of my legs hit my bed. I sat down and pulled him on top of me.

His lips left mine and traveled down my neck and his hand made its way under my dress. I moaned and spread my legs wider, giving him more access. As his fingers moved against my lace panties, his mouth went to my chest as he moved my dress down, freeing my breasts.

I couldn't breathe. I had dreamt of this moment. Dreamt of when he would finally see me as more than Ethan's little sister. I wanted him to want me. I reached down to the hem of his white t-shirt and pulled it up over his head. As soon as his shirt was off, his lips found mine again. He was so desperate for me.

"Fuck," he groaned as I dipped my fingers into the waistband of his jeans, feeling the top of his very hard dick.

Frantically unzipping his jeans, I reached my hand in his boxers and grabbed his cock. He cursed under his breath as I pumped up and down a few times. He slid his fingers into my never before touched pussy. I moaned and arched my back, not knowing what to do next.

My mind was a blur. I had never done anything like this before but it felt natural. The pleasure roaring through my body right now was insane. I had never felt anything close to this before.

"So fucking wet for me."

I smiled against his lips. "Only for you."

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"Scarlet, are you in there?"

Ethan's voice broke the trance that I was in and Chase froze.

"Scarlet, why is your door locked?" Ethan asked, knocking again.

"Umm, I'm trying to sleep! Go away!"

Before I could protest, Chase was off the bed, zipping his jeans back up.

"I heard about Cory, sis. Are you okay? I swear I'll kill him."

I covered my face with my hand, just needing him to leave. "Ethan, I'm fine. Chase got rid of him. Can I go back to sleep now?"

"Yeah, sorry. Have you seen Chase?"

Chase looked at me, wide eyes and guilt written all over his face.

"No," I said simply.

"Okay, night Scar. I'll get everybody out of here soon."

"Night, E."

As chase pulled his shirt on, I rushed over to him. "Stop. Don't go."

"Scarlet. I... I'm sorry. Fuck. This shouldn't have happened. Your brothers..." He shook his head. "They will fucking kill me. We can't do this."

Before I could respond, he was out the door.

~

My heart felt like a puddle on the sidewalk after a long rain. Everybody just walked right through it and went about their day, paying it no attention. It wasn't a big deal. But the sidewalk was being weighed down by all the water.