~SCARLETT~
I open my mouth to say something, but Carter places his finger on my lips to stop me. My eyes are wide with fear as I gaze up at him.
"You in there, Carter?" I hear one of his teammates ask.
"I am."
"How long do you have in there?" he asks. "I don't hear any water."
"I just got in," Carter answers him. He leans forward and puts the shower on. I gasp when the water splashes all over my body.
"You didn't tell me how long you have again."
"I'll be in here a while," Carter shouts back. "Don't disturb me."
What did he mean by that? I wanted to get out of here. I was sure that Clara was searching for me by now. The last place she would think about looking was in the boy's locker room!
"Carter—"
"Shh," he whispers as he leans forward so our lips are inches apart. "You ha
