Bennett
Fire . ” I roll my
eyes at him.
“Oh stop the dramatics, it
isn’t that bad. Admit it, you noticed it too it wasn’t just me.
He’d be an idiot not to notice how smoking hot you are.”
“You’re delusional Reagan;
I’m nowhere near as pretty as the models and actresses and whoever
else he’s dated. He is way out of my league. He was probably
staring at me the entire time, trying to figure out what the hell
was wrong with me.” I mutter and slam his trunk shut. “I could
barely form a sentence the entire time I was around him; I looked
like a stuttering idiot!”
“No, you worry too much,
I’ll see you tomorrow, I’m picking Brooklyn up around eight
o’clock. Smile Savannah, the world’s hottest guy wants you, he
wants you really bad!” He says, jumping into the driver seat of his black BMW
M6 Convertible.
“You’re such an ass! You’re
lucky I love you so much or I’d have to ruin that pretty face of
yours.” I spit at him.
“I know you can’t resist my
charm.” He winks at me and blows me a kiss, then speeds off down
the road.
I’ve been sitting in my car
for ten minutes, trying to absorb everything that Reagan said.
Dissecting every moment of today from the minute Kayden walked into
Eloise’s office, to when he said goodbye. This is insane, I need to
get a grip, drive home and forget about this entire day.
I decide to send Eloise a
quick text before I head home, letting her know how the photo shoot
went.
Me: Shoot went fantastic!
Reagan worked his magic with the camera and got some really great
photos. Kayden seemed very pleased with everything, said he looks
forward to seeing us all at the party in Houston for the
magazine.
I don’t wait for her to
respond, my nerves have subsided and the five bites of Caesar salad
at lunch are doing nothing to satisfy me, I’m starving. Since I’m
already in Beverly Hills I decide to stop by my parent’s house, we
canceled our weekly dinner tonight because of all the work both
Logan and I had on, but I imagine they’ve still made a ton of
food.
*****
Chapter 4
*****
It is five o’clock by the
time I park my car outside my parent’s house. I head up the
driveway and Frederick opens the door before I can even knock. I
don’t know how he does that. He must sit by the door watching the
driveway I swear.
He greets me with a smile,
“Good evening, Miss Savannah, we were not expecting you
tonight.”
“I know, I was in the area
working and decided to stop by and see Mom and Dad. Are they here?”
I hope they are because I’m starving.
“Your father is out but
your mother is in her office, on the phone with her tour manager I
believe.”
“Thank you Frederick, I’ll
head up and see if she’s up for some dinner with her favorite
daughter.” I head down the hallway towards my mother’s office,
their house was huge I could easily get lost. It was always fun
playing ‘hide and seek’ with my friends here, I knew all the best
hiding spots and no one was ever able to find me.
“Hey Mom, you busy?” I ask,
leaning in the doorway to her office.
She holds up her hand,
gesturing for me to hold on a moment. She was talking to her tour
manager about their upcoming U.S. tour which kicks off next week
and runs until the end of July. I quickly sit down on the sofa and
flick through a Rolling Stone magazine she has sitting on the
coffee table.
After five minutes she sets
her cell phone down on the desk, “I’m surprised to see you tonight,
I thought you and Logan weren’t coming because of the Gala tomorrow
night? She asks, looking a little puzzled.
“That was the plan but we
had a photo shoot in the area for the magazine, so I decided to
stop by and see if you wanted company for dinner. Logan will be
gone all night working on last minute details for tomorrow’s party
and Brooklyn had plans tonight with that Trey guy she met