Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
I thought about the two accounts BB Tech had already snatched away from Robert this week. That was just the beginning.
I turned away and walked in the opposite direction as fast as I could. I grabbed a snow cone to cool off. As the ice slid down my parched throat, I felt my eyes once again begin to search the crowd for Savannah.
I found her easily.
She was conversing with a group of children. She had always loved children, and I couldn’t help remembering the times we had talked about having kids. She wanted six, but said she would settle for three if I didn’t want that many. I laughed and told her she could have thirty-six if she wanted. She made a face I will never forget.
I circled a few more times, always keeping her within sight. She seemed to be on the move, throwing glances over her shoulder every once in a while.
She was avoiding me.
The fairgrounds started to empty. It was now or never. I saw her stop to talk with another staff member at the Ferris wheel. She stayed and the other woman left. My feet moved of their own volition.
I heard her clear voice ring out as she loaded the ride and I stood still, placing myself somewhat in her line of vision. She was laughing at something someone said and her face swung upwards and met my gaze. Her laughter died on her lips and her body stiffened. Time seemed to stand still in that instant. The feeling from when I had first seen her across the field started to sweep over me once more. My feet took a mind of their own and started to move towards her. Just as I was closing in on her she suddenly took flight. I stopped and stared at her retreating form. Well, well, so that was how it was going to be? She was going to keep running away after inviting me here?
I realized I enjoyed having her run. She should run.
For another half hour or so, I played her little game of ‘chase Savannah’, knowing I was unnerving her each time I popped up in her line of vision. I watched her watching me watching her. She managed to keep away by virtue of the crowd, which was to her disadvantage thinning pretty fast. But when it would be only her and the staff left then what?
Would she have security escort me off the field?
Closing time was approaching fast. I had to make my move. And the opportunity came when she became so engrossed with some staff members, she failed to see me slip away from where she was keeping an eye on me. I circled around behind tents, catching glimpses of her as she looked around frantically. I came up behind her stealthily and stood a few feet away. One of her staff members, facing me, noticed me first. Her eyes widened, which told me Savannah had discussed me. She looked at Savannah and winced. I saw Savannah’s shoulders stiffen before she turned slowly. I stepped within arm’s reach.
“Hello, Savannah.”
She swallowed and licked her lips nervously. “Uh… hello.”
“I came.”
“I see.”
I deliberately let an awkward silence between us grow as the other staff wandered off. From the corner of my eyes, I could see them throwing curious glances our way. Savannah kept her gaze fixed on me. I was close enough to see the gold flecks in her hazel eyes. Her eyes were the things I first noticed about her. They were incomparably beautiful. I’d never seen eyes like hers before.
My mind went back to the last time I had seen her that weekend before her birthday. I felt a rush of warmth wash over me as I remembered that last time we made love and had an instant erection. Thank the fuck I had not tucked my shirt into my jeans. My physical reaction spoke volumes about the hold she still had over me and it was intolerable.
This was Savannah, the bitch, who turned her back on me, and betrayed me with the man I thought was my best friend. My sweetheart, who had not called me after my arrest, thought to visit me even once while I was awaiting trial, or even show enough curiosity to turn up at the courtroom. This was Savannah who, instead of reaching out to me as the man she loved, had hooked up with the man who had framed me and put me behind bars.
Running through her sins killed off my erection and I reminded myself that this was no lovers’ reunion. This was a face-off and confrontation. I watched as she bit her bottom lip and reached around to fish her braid over her shoulder, all telltale signs she was nervous.
I smiled tauntingly. “A little nervous?”
“M-Me? N-Nervous? No, I’m not.”