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29. Focus, Scarlett

Author: Bloom_writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-14 13:53:11

I froze.

For a split second, I wasn’t sure I’d heard him right.

Bend?

My pulse thundered in my ears, heat blooming in the back of my neck. My thoughts were already running wild when his taunting chuckle echoed in my ear.

“I’m talking about the game, Scarlett.”

My stomach dropped and my shoulders stiffened as a wave of embarrassment slammed into me.

Right. The game.

How else would I play if I didn’t bend?

Scarlett Bennett, get your mind out of the fucking gutters.

“I know...can you step back a little?” My voice was tiny, barely a whisper, adding to my shame.

I didn’t need to turn to know that an infuriating smirk was on his lips as he stepped back. The heat from his presence barely waned. I could still feel it everywhere.

Slowly, I lowered myself over the table, hands tightening on the cue, the sound of my own breath filling the silence.

And then —

A sharp nudge to my ankle.

My eyes flew wide, a sharp gasp leaving my lips.

“Feet apart,” He murmured, nudging my ankle with his shoe unti
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