Chapter 284

Chapter 284 ~SCARLETT~

The crowd goes hushed as they realize who I am, the little sister of the girl Carter Prince once dated. The silence is making things a lot worse. I thought I hated the noise, but I hated this silence more under these circumstances.

It wasn’t like I can run and hide now. There were too many eyes on me, and I didn’t want to be known as a coward for running and hiding from a kiss.

Out of all the possible things I thought could have gone wrong tonight, this was the last one I expected.

Luck was not on my side.

I spot Carter from a distance, and his eyes are stuck on me like glue. He looks surprised, almost as though he wasn’t expecting to see me here. Was he disappointed that I was the girl he had to kiss tonight?

I watch as he walks towards me, pushing through the crowd to get to me.

He’s smiling, actually smiling. Of course, he would be enjoying something like this. I want to knock the smile out of his pretty face!

His stride toward me felt like it was moving in slow motion with the uncomfortable silence around me. Even now, no one was making a single sound. I don’t think this has ever happened in one of these games. Today might go down in history as the day everyone went completely silent for a game won by our Academy.

When Carter finally reaches me, I’m hit by his luscious scent. Even all sweaty and muddy, Carter still smelled amazing. It was insane to me.

He leaned down so that his mouth was inches away from mine, and I swear I almost forgot how to breathe. Everything started to spin.

I’m scared of my own feelings. I don’t know anything anymore.

“Spotlight suits you, Scarlett Mae,” he whispers before his lips touch mine. I’m not sure what I expected from his kiss, but it most definitely wasn’t this. My body practically melted from his lips on mine. I felt like I was burning with a sudden need, like fireworks all around us. Or maybe there was fireworks, but I couldn’t tell while Carter kissed me.

I’m unsure what’s happening to me, but I felt like my control was slowly slipping away. I’m not even aware of what I’m doing when my arms move to wrap around his neck as his own arms wrap around my waist.

I gasp against his mouth when he picks me up into his arms with ease.

Carter deepened the kiss, and I almost cried out when he forced his tongue into my mouth. I didn’t know that kissing could make you feel this good. I felt like I was in a completely different world, one where Carter was leading every move.

Suddenly, I wanted more. I felt like running my hands down his chest, amongst other things.

The sudden cheer around us reminds me of where we were. It breaks whatever spell I was under, and I quickly push Carter away from me. Both of us are breathing hard, and his lips are now red from my lipstick.

I can’t stop staring at him; I’m not sure what to take from what just happened. There was a vital spark between us. Something I’ve never felt around anyone else before. It made me terrified. I didn’t like feeling that vulnerable, not for someone like Carter.

“That was some kiss!” The announcer said into his mike. One glance around me, and I can see how pissed the girls in the stadium are right now, and I’m sure their anger is directed at me. They all wanted to kiss him; I’m sure that’s why half of the girls here came tonight, for a chance to kiss Carter. I didn’t know something like that existed in our academy until now.

Carter’s teammates rush into the crowd and pick him up before he can say anything to me. I watched as they carried him back onto the field while everyone cheered for them. They’d won yet another match.

Even though I’m not the biggest fan of Carter, I’m happy they’ve won. I know now that he works hard and deserves to win, even though he was an ass in his personal life.

“I cannot believe that you just kissed Carter Prince!” Jenna exclaims next to me.

Her voice reminds me that I wasn’t alone. She wasn’t the only one who saw me kiss him; Clara did as well, and she hadn’t said anything since it happened.

My gaze snaps to hers. She looked like she’d just seen a ghost, and I felt guilty for enjoying that kiss. I would have never kissed him if this wasn’t what Clara wanted, but seeing her face now made me feel horrible.

Why was she doing this to herself?

If, by some miracle, Carter did develop feelings for me, wouldn’t that make her feel worse?

I wish she could see it the way that I did.

“Are you okay?” I asked her; I was worried that this had been too much. Maybe now she would decide for us to call off this plan of making Carter fall in love with me.

She smiles, “Of course I am. I mean, I never thought I’d ever have to witness you kiss him in front of me, but if it helps to get him to fall for you. I’m all for it.”

I gape at her, shocked by her response.

Was she seriously going to let this torture continue after what she just witnessed?

The determination in her eyes is all the answer I need.

I inwardly groan. How far would we have to take this ridiculous plan for Clara to call off this entire thing?