Sloane

The morning after my first time with Benedict, I wake up early for warrior training. The moment I step outside, Scarlet pounces on me.

“Uh, girrrrl! What is BWFive’s scent doing all over you?”

“Not now, Scarlet,” I whisper. She and her mother stayed the night after shopping with Aunt Samara yesterday.

“Oh, I will have the tea, Sloane. All of it, every last little spilt bit of it. Don’t think I won’t,” she says, but thankfully, she leaves it alone until the end of ...