Scarlett

3 - Scarlett

Scarletts POV:

I cannot begin to tell you how much I hated going home every night to an empty house after working all day, I hated that I prepared and ate dinner by myself each night after feeding and bathing Logan and I hated going to bed alone, sliding into the cold sheets, clinging onto his pillow trying to wring out the last of his smell that might linger there. Having Logan I think sometimes made it even worse, before that or even when he was just a baby it was easier, now he was becoming more and more aware of what was going on and starting to ask questions - he missed his Dad and god so did I.

I guess some part of me had always pictured my married life to be completely different.
Yes - I knew what I was getting myself into when we got married, Yes - I willingly went into this aware of how things would be, still it never made it any easier.
I was so unbelievably proud of my husband and everything he had achieved, he was one of the greatest players in the league with an achievement record which would no doubt cement him one day into the hall of fame and I also I knew it had started playing on his mind that at the age of 30 he probably didn't have many more games left in him.

I met Carson in college, I was in my second year when he was rounding out his 4th, his final year -I was 19 he was 22. He says I had his attention from the moment he saw me - you know the story right - that boy sees girl from across the room type story and instantly has to get to know her - well - that's my story, that's how I met Carson Cage.

FLASHBACK:

The party was in full swing, people crowded every inch of the house, I had no idea where Em had taken off to after she met up with one of the guys from our business acumen class - Josh I think his name was, and the rest of my friends seemed to have lost themselves on the dance floor completely wasted while I nursed the one beer I had been hanging onto all night, swaying softly to the music while I watched the chaos in front of me, the sweaty bodies grinding against each other - chuckling to myself as I wondered if half of them even realised who they were dancing with and how they would feel if their  sober selves could see them at this moment.
I felt a body come up behind me, warm breath whispered in my ear as the deep voice spoke,

"How many of them do you think would shit themselves if they turned around and saw the face of the person they are basically dry humping in front of everyone"

I smiled at the voice that had read my mind,

"Hmmm, I'd say almost half of them" I paused as we took in the sight in front of us, both of us laughing when one couple finally turned to face each other and were quite clearly disappointed in what they saw, "So, what about me, what if I turned around - would I like what I saw" I asked

"Maybe you should try it and find out?" His voice was so low and so incredibly sexy it made me shudder, taking a deep breath I knew I needed to see the face behind a voice like that, I smiled as my eyes met his gorgeous clear blue ones. Silence followed for the next few moments as we were clearly checking each other out, my eyes taking in everything this guys was offering, he was tall I'd say easily 6ft3, his dark hair was spiked up neatly on his head and under these lights looked to be almost black, his body was huge - in a good way, his tight t-shirt pulled across his massive arms, his jeans hanging low on his hips doing nothing to hide his bulging leg muscles, yeah this guy was fit - he had to be some sort of athlete with a body like this.

"Hmmmm, I win" He smirked down at me.

"I beg your pardon" Raising my eyebrow at him as he lowered his face to mine, his lips so close I could smell the faintest hint of beer,

"I bet my friend you would be the most beautiful girl I had ever laid my eyes upon, Now I've seen you up close, I definitely won"

"Ohhh that was smooth" I smiled at him, he laughed, standing back he held his hand out to me,