Upon hearing that, I had to bite my lip to keep from cracking up.
When it came to Scarlett's safety, I should be the biggest threat in this place.
I had been craving her every minute of every day!
And tonight, I came back with one thing on my mind: Gettig Scarlett in my bed.
Now that Ryan was hitting the road, he was giving me the perfect chance and space.
I wouldn't even have to worry about making too much noise while being with Scarlett.
To play it cool, I acted like showing my doubt. "How can it be unsafe in your own crib?"
"You know, with all the security stuff going on, I'm worried some bad guys might target her," Ryan said all serious-like.
I held back a grin and replied, "Alright, Scarlett should crash in the master bedroom. She's the boss lady after all. It wouldn't be right for me to crash in the master bedroom while the lady chills in the guest room, right?"
As a guy with a thing for Scarlett, I turned to her, my eyes locking onto her face, which was tempting and gorgeous.
I wanted to make a move right then and there, ignoring Ryan's vibe and all.
But my reason kept me in check, and I clenched my fists to control the strong urge inside me.
Scarlett nodded, feeling my words made sense. "Okay, I'll grab a blanket and head to my spot."
After saying that, Scarlett went to my room to get a blanket. As she passed by me on her way back to the master bedroom, a whiff of her scent hit me, getting me all worked up in a flash.
But with Ryan around, I held back.
Under Ryan's gaze, I strolled into my room.
Before shutting the door, I gave Ryan a polite send-off.
"Bye, take it easy on the road," I waved.
Ryan reminded, "Alright, remember to lock up, don't sleep like a log, and stay alert."
"Got it, I will." I played the part of the good little bro in front of Ryan.
After seeing Ryan off downstairs, I closed my door, making some noise on purpose as I locked it.
But I didn't leave the doorway; instead, I pressed my ear against the door to eavesdrop.
At first, it was dead quiet that I could hear a pin drop in the living room.
After a few silent beats, I caught the sound of a door opening and closing outside the window, signaling Ryan had split.
I kept listening at the door for a bit.
Next up was the rumble of an engine starting, then the sound of a car peeling out.
I was pumped, my time finally come, Scarlett was mine now!
The idea of Scarlett maybe lying in bed, waiting for me, got me all hyped up and eager.
I swung the door open, ready to head straight to Scarlett's master bedroom.
But then, I heard another car engine revving downstairs, the sound of a car taking off, in the same direction as Ryan's exit.
I quickly halted in my tracks and made my way to the living room balcony, standing by the window and peering down.
A black sedan was pulling away, but I couldn't make out whose ride it was.
Ryan's car was also black, and this one had no logos or plates.
What if it wasn't Ryan's car that just split? What if he turned back suddenly? I couldn't shake off my unease.
This night with Scarlett was one we couldn't afford any slip-ups in.
I stood by the window, watching the sedan's departure.
It wasn't until the car hit the community entrance that I could see clearly. As it stopped there, I used the car lights to spot the logo.
It was a BMW emblem, which were Robert's wheels.
But why was Robert out so late? Meeting a lover, perhaps?
Since Sophia caught wind of his affair, she'd been keeping a tight leash on Robert, even making sure they left work together.
This puzzled me, but I had more pressing matters at hand.
Since Robert's car was the one leaving now, it meant the first car's noise was Ryan's.
He should be well on his way by now.
Feeling relieved, I strolled to the master bedroom door and tried the handle, but it was locked from the inside.
I said excitedly, "Scarlett, it's me. Ryan's gone."
Scarlett's calm voice came from inside. "David, I've decided, I think we shouldn't get intimate."
I furrowed, "Why? We agreed on this."
Scarlett explained, "Because no matter what, I'm still your brother's wife. I can cheat on him with anyone, but not with you."
I asked eagerly, "Why? I don't get it."
Scarlett said calmly, "No reason. It just feels wrong."
Her words made me chuckle.
Now she felt it was wrong. What about when she let me touch her during dinner, was that okay?
I sneered, "Scarlett, you amused me. Was it ethical when you were the one who came on to me, and flirted with me?"
It was her who had dressed to impress, dropping hints at me.
Even when I suggested watching her and Ryan, she didn't firmly say no.
Why was that? Wasn't it because she was open to something happening between us?
Scarlett said, "I'm sorry, let's just say I messed up. Let's keep our distance."
I asked, "Have you thought this through? No regrets?"
Scarlett replied, "Yes, I've thought about it, and I won't regret it."
I snorted, "Fine, you said it. I won't touch you again."
With that, I turned and headed back to my room, closing and locking the door firmly without a backward glance.
I was angry and felt humiliated at being toyed with.
Rarely did I catch such a chance to be with her, and she just refused me in the name of morality?
If Scarlett wasn't interested, so be it. I had other options, plenty of beautiful women to choose from.
Thinking about this, my mood lifted. It had been a while since I'd been with Sophia, hadn't it?