She is Not Who You Thought She Was

Chapter 80/Was a Gift Princess

"I told you that I can't do any more for a while...It is going to cause suspicion. If you want me to stay in this position you will have to lay low for a little bit."

What the hell?

It went silent and I looked towards the door. What is he talking about? More importantly, who is he talking to?

I continued walking to Rock's door not wanting to get caught listening in on the state attorney general's private conversations. I knocked lightly. I will never be barging into his room again. I dazed off remembering his nude body...I was so in shock and scared in the moment, I wasn't able to appreciate it. I had seen him shirtless before. His broad shoulders and strong collarbone glistened as it had still been damp with shower water. Further down I was blessed to see his abs once more. So defined they could cut through diamond. Below his profound V-line was his dick...it was impressive in length and width. That's all I'm going to say for that matter.

Suddenly, the door sprung open. My face was flushed a deep red and I was met with a shirtless Rock.

Fucking shit. I was just imagining his dick and here he is half-naked.

"Scarlett...What are you doing here?" His eyebrows were stitched together. I only stared at him stunned at his appearance. Besides his bare chest, his chocolate hair was messy and still somewhat damp. Instead of a bright light illuminating him like I see on Frostee. Rock has more of a dark red aura surrounding him. He moved aside to let me in. His room looked untouched and his bed was still made.

Was he in the middle of changing?

He sat down in his desk chair spun it around to face me and I followed him deeper into his room. He sat with his legs wide in a relaxed position and it took everything in me not to look down at the sexy gray sweatpants he was dressed in.

"I just wanted to give you this." I pulled out the hundred dollar bills and neatly unfolded them. I held them out for him to take but he just stared at them.

"Why?" He locked his eyes back up at me not moving an inch. He looked genuinely confused.

"I wanted to pay you back for the phone." I told him.

"The phone was a gift princess." He stood from where he was sitting and his stature towered above me.

"I still think I should pay you back. I was planning on buying a new one for myself anyways." I explained.

"I'm not taking your money Buzz." He told me sternly.

"Me accepting the phone is me taking your money. What's the difference here? I can accept your money but you can't accept mine?"

"Yes." I sighed loudly annoyed.

"Your a real pain in the ass you know that?" I rolled my eyes at him and he smirked at me enjoying my annoyance. "Why won't you just take it?" I shook the money in front of him attempting one more time.

"Why won't you just accept the gift?" He shoved his hands in the pockets of his sweats.

"Because I...I just...don't want to owe you anything." I looked up at him through my lashes.

"Princess..." He leaned down to my face and his thumb and index finger slightly grazed my jawline. "You could never owe me anything." He paused his thumb stroked my jawline just once. "Ever." My big blue eyes stared into his soft brown ones. His scent intoxicated me and it felt hard to break away, from his eyes. From his touch.

'It's intoxicating.' Frostee's voice rang in my ear like a sharp whistle.

I jumped away from Rock realizing this wasn't appropriate.

I told myself I wouldn't put myself in any more situations where Rock would be able to weasel his way into my heart. At this rate him just being in my mind is causing an issue.

Rock cleared his throat and I looked everywhere except him.

"Okay well, I'm going to go home..." I touched my mouth with my sleeve trying to hide my blush. "I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing." I said awkwardly backing away to his door. "Bye." Rock smiled at me as if I was a cute little kitten.

"Goodnight Princess."

***

Wednesday morning I got ready earlier than usual. I needed the time alone. The past few days have been quite mentally draining.

First, Jefe at Ebony 'apologizing', trying to play matchmaker with Flora and Christian. Then Rock showed up on my doorstep soaked in the rain telling me that he waited for me...all day, Frostee and I almost having sex. Hearing sketchy statements coming from Mr. Chase's study. I don't even want to mention the fact that Kayla saw me at the gala.

Why did Jóse Luña feel the need to apologize? Why would dating Christian affect Flora's plans? He's just a boy. Why did Rock come to see me when he said we couldn't be friends? Is Frostee ready to take the next step with me? Does he love me? Who could have Mr. Brandon Chase been talking to last night? And lastly, how did Kayla Eden find me? I hate to admit it but, I'm petrified. Kayla Eden is not a person you want to be reckoned with. I was only gifted a fraction of her fury before I left.

Ditching the leather jacket today I decided to wear my white faux fur black leather jacket. Granted it's still a leather jacket, but at least the fur downplays it. I paired it with a plain white mock neck fitted tee and black flare jeans. Rather than wearing my allstars, I wore black-heeled booties. They weren't dramatic or anything, but they gave me that little lift that I desperately need today. I chose to curl my hair today some beach curls others more defined making it look natural. I finished my makeup swiped on some tinted chapstick and grabbed my books before closing my bedroom door. 

Like usual my mother had finished brewing the coffee and was drinking from her cup.

"Morning." I greeted her. It had been awhile since we had our little morning coffee together.

"Good morning Scarlett." She raised one eyebrow, a habit I inherited from her. "So I emailed your Principal back." She started. "I'm sure you already know what it is about." I nodded slowly keeping my eyes on her stilettos. "Well then, instead of a small meeting...I invited him to dinner." I immediately choked on my coffee coughing up a storm. Once I caught my breath I stared straight at my mom. She seemed unfazed and sipped her coffee.

"Excuse me?" My mother didn't answer me and just put her empty mug in the sink. She grabbed her purse and headed for the garage door.

"Friday night, wear something nice."

I'm fucked.

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