A couple of months ago, your life wasn’t as good as it is now. You had no motive to be yourself until he came along. The beginning was rough; you thought he would be another ass-kisser, but he wasn’t. Carter never did something without having a motive, and you believe he subconsciously gave you him to pass the time. The problem was you didn’t just want him to ‘pass the time.’ One thing had led to another, and both of you resulted tangled up in his sheets, you suspected Carter knew, and he made it obvious tonight.

After torturing Whitworth, Carter caught you smiling with AJ. What you both failed to notice was you had an audience. Carter had dragged you to a corner and threatened you to stop that little game you had with AJ. He left no room for discussion and left you. Minutes passed by until AJ found you by the balcony.

“I was looking for you.” You hummed to acknowledge his presence before taking a drag from your cigarette.