CHAPTER FORTY SIX

SCARLETT'S POV.

After contemplating what Abby has said the other day about sleeping with Luca and getting over with it, I came to a conclusion to do exactly the opposite.

Yes, I wasn't a fool. I knew how those things worked. The more you taste, the more you want to bite. I wasn't that stupid to set myself up for heartbreak like that, and frankly, Luca was never ever going to be interested in sleeping with me, so it was useless even entertaining the thought.

Also, sleeping with Luca was going to prove that I was a slut, something I'd promised myself I wasn't, and felt bad when Kevin had been insinuating that I was. I could still remember the way I'd felt when he'd constantly kept asking if I'd done it, and if I did it now it just was going to prove that he'd been right about it all along. I couldn't do that, I couldn't live with it.

Just as I was thinking about him, he called, shaking me to the bones when I heard the sound of my ringtone and saw the contact name.

"Hello, Kevin," I