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destroy their relationships daily. Spotting a
distraught woman in a micro mini dress and 6” stilettos with a look of shock
plastered across her face is nothing new.
    “Give
Kayden a little while to cool off, he loves you Savannah! Some random hook up
from your past will not change that. Kayden does have the right to be angry
with Shayne. You don’t let a friend throw you a party in his club and not have
the decency to try and pull him aside to clear the air. Shayne knew that story
was nothing but BS. Last nights’ shot was innocent fun. I hate myself for
asking you to do it. I had no idea it would blow up into something this big.”
    “Mmm
hmm,” Is my only response, I don’t feel like talking about any of this right
now. I just hope she is right and we can put this entire freakin’ week behind
us. Between Giselle hiring a model to say that Kayden cheated on me with Nadia,
and Shayne blabbing our past hook up to Kayden, then having the whole story
blown out of proportion, it feels like Kayden and I are destined for
heartbreak.
    ~~~
    Walking
into the penthouse suite, I shut the door and plop down on a chair in the entry
way. Staring down at the floor, I concentrate on the swirls of color in the
marble flooring as I hear Brooklyn make her way into the kitchen. The sound of
glasses clinking together as she sets them down on the counter top is music to
my ears. I am desperately in need of something strong to help quiet the
thoughts bouncing around my head.
    “What’s
your poison Savannah? Wine or Jack Daniels?” Brooklyn shouts to me across the
room.
    Leaning
back against the cool wall, I rub my hands over my face, “Wine sounds good.”
    Ugh,
what the hell do I do now? Stay here and wait for Kayden? Head to Galveston to
let Kayden cool off, and then try to fix things from there? All I know is, not
being with him is not an option. I will fix this.
    Glancing
down at my left hand I stare at my engagement ring. It’s breathtaking. If I
could design the perfect ring, this would be it. I can’t help but smile as I
think about my birthday and the perfect proposal from Kayden. A small giggle
escapes my lips as I picture Kayden, a ball of nerves, down on one knee. He was
so nervous he forgot to show me the ring as he asked me to become his wife. I
love him so much that I’d marry him with a gumball machine ring. The ring
didn’t matter because Kayden is all I need.
    Twisting
my ring around my finger, I smile up at Brooklyn; who’s sashaying across the
room with two glasses of wine, flashing me a sympathetic smile as our eyes
meet.
    “Thanks
girly, I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Taking the glass, I quickly drink
down the contents, needing the pain inside of me to be masked by the alcohol.
    Sitting
beside me Brooklyn bumps her shoulder against mine, she starts giggling,
“Without me you’d probably not be in this mess. You know me, wherever I go,
trouble follows.” Letting out a sigh, she leans back in the oversized chair and
takes a small sip from her wine. “But I don’t think you have anything to be
worried about Savannah. Kayden loves you, and your past will not change that.
Hell, I bet he’s fucked half of Texas, and you love him no less.”
    Choking
on my wine, I cough repeatedly. “Thanks for the reminder of how big of a
man-whore my fiancé use to be Brooklyn!” Now thanks to her big mouth, all I can
picture is Kayden in bed with random women. I wonder if he’s ever been with
that bitch face Trixie. She’s lucky all I did was slap her, because I was ready
to beat her ass two ways to Sunday after that remark about Jacob.
    “Hey!
Sorry. I just thought it would make you feel a little better knowing that
Kayden can’t be too judgmental about your past bed buddies if he wants you to be
ok about his.”
    “Uhhh.
What the hell do I do now?” I finally ask out loud, since arguing with myself
isn’t getting me too far.
    Resting
her head on my shoulder, Brooklyn stays quiet for a few moments.