Chapter 91

Everett’s POV: Scarlett’s weight was nothing; I held her effortlessly with one arm under her thighs while using the other to reach for the back door. Her eyes flew wide open at the sight. “Everett Robinson!” I opened the door and looked down at her angry little face. My cheek still stung, but strangely, I felt a sense of satisfaction. At least right now, she was really looking at me again. Sure, she was pissed, but those eyes—they were back on me. Looking down at her, I said quietly, “If that slap didn’t help, go ahead and get the other side too. Make it even.” She ground her teeth. “You think I won’t?” “If you’re gonna do it, go on…” Smack! Another one, louder. This time, I was mid-sentence and bit my tongue when it landed. The taste of blood filled my mouth instantly. My cheek went numb. I looked down at the furious, embarrassed Scarlett, wiped the blood from my mouth, and instead of getting angry, I actually chuckled. “You’ve still got some strength… guess you’re doing alright.” She