VIKTOR
"You seem more unhappy than usual," Tyler says from the lounge chair next to me. "That's saying a lot."
Most of the team is down by the pool right now. When I woke up alone in Scarlett's suite, I checked my phone first to see if she had left a message. She had not, but my teammates were up early, chatting about heading to the pool to plan Georg's bachelor party.
All signs of Scarlett were gone from the room as I walked around. No clothing, no purse, no nothing. Spooked, if I had to guess, but why? From my perspective, we were quite compatible sexually. We were more than compatible. We were combustible.