held it up, and he took the ball from her hands. Their fingers brushed, and
she couldn’t help the tingle of awareness from his touch alone. He was the
first guy she’d ever really been close to who hadn’t hurt her first.
“Thanks. Good book?”
“Yeah.” She held her hands down by her sides, staring up at him. “Well, bye.”
“Wait, I didn’t catch your name.”
Scarlett was pleased she still wore her shades as she
didn’t want him to see how embarrassed she was. “I didn’t tell you my name.”
“We’re new around here, moved in a couple of weeks
ago.”
When she was in Italy with her folks and told him so.
“Ah, that’s why I’ve not seen you before. I’m Trey
Decker.”
“Scarlett Fields.” She held her hand up, which he took.
“It’s nice to meet you, Scarlett.”
“And you.”
“How old are you?” he asked.
“I’m, erm, I’m seventeen.” She wasn’t eighteen until
next year, making her one of the youngest in her year.
“I’m eighteen. Maybe I’ll see you in school when it
starts up.”
She was getting more and more uncomfortable by the
second. “I, erm, I’ve got to go.” Pointing behind her, she hoped he didn’t find
her rude. Her book offered her a hell of a lot more protection than talking to
him. She’d never been able to talk to guys her own age or in her year. Marshall
and Jack entered her thoughts. She didn’t like either guy. They were the worst
kind of bullies she’d ever encountered.
“Well, it was great meeting you.”
Nodding, she waved a hand, walking back to her lounge
chair. She grabbed her book, and water, making her way back into her home. It
was still too hot, and she opened windows, hoping to cool the house down. The
air-con was broken and wouldn’t be fixed until next week. Walking upstairs to
her room, she started to draw the curtains closed but stopped when she saw Trey
wrestling with his little brother.
Her window was open, and she caught some of their
conversation.
“I heard you. My
name’s Trey, and I’m so hot. All the girls love me. ”
His little brother was laughing.
“Shut up.” Trey grabbed his brother around the head,
knuckle rubbing his head.
“Get off.” His little brother pushed him off and
started moving his hair back into place. “No one messes with my hair.”
Covering her mouth, she tried to contain her chuckle.
His brother was adorable.
“Did you like her?”
Trey glanced toward her house, and Scarlett hid behind
the curtain hoping he didn’t see her.
“She’s pretty.”
“Oh, Trey fancies a girl. Trey fancies a girl.”
Stepping away from the curtain, Scarlett didn’t want
to hear anything more.
Mate!
Freezing, Scarlett glanced around her room. Over the
summer she’d been hearing that word everywhere she went. Late at night she’d
woken up after having nightmares of a wolf, intent on hurting her. She’d not
even had a break from the word when she went to Italy.
Mate!
“Please, stop,” she said, whispering. Covering her
ears, she tried to bring some focus to her little world. Getting to her feet,
she moved toward the curtains and was about to close them. She froze in place
when she saw Trey looking up at her home. He lifted a hand waving to her. She
waved back, feeling utterly silly.
Closing the curtains, she stepped away, trying to put
some distance between her and the new neighbor. It wouldn’t be long until it
was the first day of school and she could move on with her life.
Chapter Three
Summer vacation was over, and it was time for school
again. Marshall sat beside his father as he drove him into school. It had been
a long summer vacation, and there hadn’t been anything vacation-like about it.
In fact, it had been fucking awful. He’d spent all summer trying to control his
senses. Not once had he seen Jack or any of his other friends. He’d talked with
Jack on the phone only to discover his friend was having the same problem.
Neither of them had any control over their