(Jasper’s POV)
The drug makes everything fuzzy around the edges, but I'm not as far gone as Virginia thinks.
I've been awake for the last ten minutes, lying perfectly still while she arranges this sick little scene. Rose petals on the bed. My shirt tossed on the floor. Her dress thrown carelessly next to it.
When she stripped down to nothing and curled up against me, every muscle in my body wanted to recoil. But I stay frozen, waiting to see what she plans to do…how far she’ll take this.
Then I hear footsteps in the hallway. A familiar voice calling my name.
Scarlett.
My heart stops. So this is her plan? To have Scarlett witness us in bed together? I want to open my eyes. To sit up and bring an end to Virginia's sick game. But as I am about to shift, something stops me in place.
So
