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“And I have good news!”
She stared at me skeptically.
“You were right about Zach!”
“What?”
“Zach has a huge penis!” I yelled just as the song cut off.
Scarlett and the Fake Boyfriend - Chapter 29 – The Prettiest Princess
Saturday
A mic screeched from somewhere and I swear every single person in the ballroom was staring at Sophie and me. Including Zach the Stallion from across the room.
I ducked behind Sophie.
Luckily another song started playing and people picked up dancing.
Sophie laughed and turned around. “Are you hiding behind me right now?”
“I just yelled about Zach’s penis and Zach heard.”
“And so did everyone else.” She grabbed my hands and started dancing again. “How big are we talking?” She started to spread my hands apart. “Wow, bigger?” She kept moving my hands apart.
I pulled my hands out of hers. “I was just letting you know. I thought you might be excited.”
“Iamexcited. I freaking knew it. Zach the Shy Spy my ass. Although...he may still be a shy spy. What kind of cologne was he wearing?”
“He doesn’t wear cologne,” I said. “But whatever soap he uses smells citrusy.”
“Then only time will tell. When do you think the kiss thief will make his move?”
I shrugged. “I have no idea. Have you seen Jacob at all?”
“Oh, you think he might be in a closet setting up or something romantic?”
“I don’t know. But I haven’t seen him or Axel since we arrived.”
Someone cleared their throat behind me.
I turned around to see Axel standing there.
“Your dad just requested that I come dance with you. Isn’t that shocking?” He put his hand out for me.
Axel was usually preoccupied at school dances with whoever his current fling was. Normally I’d be thrilled that he’d saved a dance for me. But not like this. He was only standing here because my dad had asked him to. And there was nothing more pathetic than that.
I swallowed down the lump in my throat. “You don’t have to dance with me just because my dad asked you to.”
“Scarlett,” Axel said. He kept his hand out for me.
“Besides, I’m busy dancing with Soph.” I shimmied and grabbed Sophie’s hip.
She bent over and I pretended to slap her ass.
“That’s enough,” Axel said and grabbed my hand. “Your dad is going to shut the dance down if you keep this up.”
“Keep what up?”
