Are you good over there?
Scar
Just on the roof contemplating a jump.
She is such a little shit. I smile, knowing she's fucking with me. Hopefully.
Me
SCARLETT DON’T MESS WITH ME.
Scar
Kidding, yes I'm lying in bed
Me
Good, go to sleep and quit your shenanigans.
Scar
But I can't sleep
Me
Is everything okay?
Scar
Yeah, I just can’t stop thinking about you driving me into this spacious king-sized bed and making me scream.
Fuck, this girl is going to be the death of me.My dick twitches in my pants at the thought.
Me
You're killing me, baby, because fuck, do I want to.
Scar
So do it.
Me
Don't tempt me, go to sleep before you get my dick cut off before I can use it.
Scar
That would be a shame. I guess I'll go to sleep so you can keep your dick, for selfish reasons, obviously.
Me
Night, Beauty Queen
I lay in bed re-reading our texts, because I am so fucked.
Today is the first day of training for Scarlett. What she doesn’t know is that I actually know what I am doing. When I was younger, my dad put me in every sport you could think of, helping me find the one I liked best. Baseball took the cake, but so did boxing and Taekwondo. My dad has a black belt, and he wanted me to share his interest, which I did, and still do. I love the power of boxing and the mental art of martial arts.
Scarlett hops out of the truck, looking around. “This is amazing.” We stand on a grassy plain just above the sandy beach, watching the ocean kiss the blue skies.
