Chapter 37

Scarlett’s POV

I doubt they’d have called. We don’t have that kind of relationship for some odd reason, never did. We all, collectively, never considered ourselves close enough for frequent calls or hangouts…or at least, they don’t consider me. It’d make sense a lot if I’m a sore thumb in the group.

I might be a psychologist, knowing how the mind works, but I don’t care about using my skills to socialize. I’m too socially lazy to do so. With humans, it’s a cycle of lies, sycophancy and deceit that I’d rather keep to a minimal level. We’re a social species. Otherwise, I’d personally have abstained completely from humans altogether.

That said, I spend the noon soaking away in the hot tub. I pour in some special bath soap mixtures that get the air smelling like heaven and lean back in to rest my mind on the only thing I can think of.

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I literally fell asleep in here with images of him threatening to please me hard in my head, and by the time I wo