Reagan finally decides to join the conversation, “Well I think that if Knox is as intelligent as he makes himself out to be, he will be begging for more. Only an idiot would pass up a chance to be with you.”
Reagan’s flavor of the hour starts to whine because his attention isn’t focused on her. Why are so many women so pathetic?
“Believe me, if you were not such a hardass and shooting my every advance down, just like Brooklyn, I would be fucking you into oblivion every chance I got,”
God, I wanted to smack that smart ass smirk right off his face.
“Reagan, don’t push your luck, I am not in the mood,” I say, giving him a stare down, letting him know I’m not in the mood for his bullshit. I flash a small smile, so he knows I’m okay, just to drop the subject of Kayden.
Reagan quickly moved onto to the next topic, “I’m assuming you got the TMZ text alert? The paparazzi looked like vultures out there waiting for your guys’ limo to arrive. I bet Paisley and Maverick are beyond pissed off right now.”
“Yeah, Rebecca came to the rescue, saving me from total embarrassment. That’s all I needed was to step out looking like a train wreck from crying my mascara off. I would have had to see that plastered all over the newsstands. My parents will most likely have their publicist make a statement tomorrow. I can’t believe Logan does this just as interest finally starts to die down!”
“I am not shocked at all that he did this; I’ve never liked him,” Rebecca says with anger radiating through her voice. She rests her hand on mine for a moment, giving me a sympathetic smile. I’m extremely grateful to have her and Reagan here with me. With Brooklyn in Vancouver and my parents on tour, I’ve felt very alone in all of this.
“It felt like all the reporters cared about was if I saw the breaking news…it’s like it completely slipped their minds they were here to cover the Envy party,” I need to drop the topic before I get myself all worked up again. “I’m done talking about this…I want to enjoy tonight and not worry about what will come tomorrow.”
“Good! We’re here to celebrate and celebrate we will,” Reagan says, tossing back a shot. “Focus on having fun tonight.” He pats my knee and heads off to the dance floor with the blonde he’s sitting with.
“I think staying here this week will be good for you Savannah. Everyone is assuming you’re returning to Los Angeles tomorrow with the rest of us, they’ll be scoping out LAX and your house for you. No one will think to find you still in Texas,” Rebecca said, reaching for my hand and pulling me towards the dance floor.
We spend the next hour dancing and mingling; I have not seen Kayden anywhere and mention it to Eloise when we find her. She explains that he’s in his office on a business call. It’s no sooner than she indicates this that I’m being dragged away by Rebecca. “What are you doing?” I ask dumbfounded.
“You’re going to Kayden’s office. You’ve spent the entire night searching this place for him, for God’s sake. If you want to see him…go, see him!”
The idea of walking into that office after what we did in there last night… “I…can’t,” I stammer out, trying my best to stand my ground and not let her persuade me into barging in there. I’m being pathetic; I know better than to think that he would have been waiting for me to arrive. Kayden is well known for being a serial dater; he was probably thrilled when he woke up, and I was gone.
“You can and you will. You’re being such a drama queen right now; you need to march your ass up to that door and walk through it. Go see Kayden; it’s the perfect place to talk about this with him. It’s away from the crowd; you don’t want to have this conversation in public. Someone could tell the press about what they overhear, making your life even more complicated,” Rebecca explains to me.
“Okay, okay, you’re right. I’m just nervous. What if he gets irritated with me for bothering him? He could be busy with a very important phone call.”
Kayden opens his office door at the same moment Rebecca pushes me into it, causing me to slam into his rock solid chest. Someone, please kill me now.
“I am so sorry," I squeak out as I back up a step, and lock eyes with Kayden. He has his hands on me to prevent me from falling, and the heat radiates through my skin, making me weak in the knees. The effect he has over me after such a short amount of time is terrifying, to say the least.
“Ladies,” was all he said as he looked from me to Rebecca.
“Hello Kayden, I was just…leaving. Savannah has come to see you.” Well, so much for not leaving my side tonight.
I’m a ball of nervous, and seriously contemplate turning around and bolting straight out the freaking door. “This was a mistake. It was Rebecca’s bright idea to come and find you; I don’t want to bother you. There are a ton of people out there waiting to see you.”
Kayden quickly snaps me back to reality and shocks the hell out of me by pulling me into his office, and slamming the door behind me. “Savannah what the hell is going on?”
Not being able to look at him, I keep my eyes locked on the floor, “I felt bad for slipping out of your room this morning; I wanted to see you and explain.”
Releasing his grip on my arms, he rakes his hand through his hair. I drag my eyes over his body, and I feel my heart flutter as I take in Kayden wearing his Gucci suit and mint green tie that’s causing his eyes to appear an even darker emerald color.
“Okay, then explain away,” he says as he sits down on an oversized chocolate colored couch, resting his hands behind his head and kicking his foot up onto his knee. I can’t stop the images of us on that couch last night from consuming me. I try to regain my composure as I make my way over to the couch. I hate the pull I feel towards him; it’s confusing the hell out of me!
Why does he have to look so damn good sitting there? I slowly sit down a little ways away from him, trying to keep my distance. Just smelling his intoxicating cologne is turning my brain to mush; I don’t think I could hold myself together if he touches me again.
I clear my throat and smooth my dress out as I turn slightly to face him, “When we fell asleep, I felt amazing. Everything that had been stressing me out had vanished. The only thing on my mind was you, me and everything I had experienced with you last night.”
He shifts on the sofa, turns towards me and places his hands on top of mine. I instantly suck in a sharp breath of air; every time he touches me it sends shockwaves throughout my body. “I felt the same way and believe me it kind of freaked me out, too.” He drawls, letting out a husky laugh. “I’m used to meaningless sex. I have been with a lot of women over the last few years, and none of them have affected me the way you do.”
He’s looking at me so intensely, I can feel every word he was saying, and I know he’s being honest with me.
“I hooked up with someone on Halloween, a few weeks after I broke off the engagement with Logan. I was petrified to put myself out there again.”
At mention of me sleeping with someone Kayden instantly tenses up. I close my eyes for a second to try and keep the tears from falling. I hate how he’s making me feel; I tell myself not to fall for anyone ever again and yet here I am, falling for a womanizer!
“When I slept with this guy, I was sexually attracted to him…but that was it. There were no other feelings there; I was able to walk away without any desire to see him again. With you, I knew it was dangerous; I felt something for you the day we met. I told myself to stay away from you, but last night with all the shots and flirting, I lost my will to resist you. I gave in, and it was amazing. Beyond amazing,” I say, smiling up at him.
“Savannah, last night was amazing for me too. Every time I move a muscle in my body aches, and it reminds me of you. I swear I have been hard most of the day because I can’t get you out of my head.”
I can feel the heat rising to my face as his words hit full force. What is wrong with me? Why am I finding myself enjoying the fact that he has been turned on by his memories of us together last night.
Who the hell am I trying to kid? I’m screaming enthusiastically inside my head right now, because he just verified to me that he’s been thinking about me as much as I have about him.
“Hmmm,” he moans as he runs his finger along my flushed cheek, “Did I make you blush, Savannah?” Every time he says my name, my panties instantly become wet.
I cross my legs trying to stop the throbbing. He’s making all my walls come down with a smile and a swipe of a finger over my face. Shit. This is not good.
I need to focus, and stop allowing his sexier than sin body to distract me.
Swallowing slowly, I continue, “The problem is after I fell asleep. I woke up next to you and panic washed over me. I never planned on staying the night; didn’t want things to get complicated in the morning. I didn’t want to set myself up to get hurt, and I was afraid we would wake up, part ways and then you would want to pretend nothing happened. Especially with having the Envy party today, knowing I would have to see you again so soon after last night.”
“So…you thought sneaking off in the middle of the night was the best option? If you didn’t want to spend the night, you should have just said so. I would’ve just walked you down to your suite,” His voice drips with disappointment. “I feel awful that you were upset that was the last thing I wanted.” He grabs my hands and holds them firmly in his, his eyes going from fire hot to serious in a split second.
“I’ve had my fair share of heart break Savannah. I never used to be this womanizing player that I am today. Like you, I’m this way to protect myself. I loved someone once before, and I got hurt in the end. Now, I never know who likes me for me. I never know if people want to be with me because they actually like being around me or if it’s just because of my name, my money…Most of the women I hook up with want to sleep with the guy they see on magazines, and not with me, because they have spent time with me and had a chance to get to know the real me.”
“I get it, believe me I do. I’ve had enough guys ask me out because of who my parents are.”
The sadness in his eyes takes my breath away. It never crossed my mind he had sealed his heart off as a way to protect it; that this was the reason he never hooked up with the same woman twice. It was then I realized Kayden went outside of his comfort zone too last night.
“So last night…was it the first time you had been with the same woman more than one time since you had your heart broken?” I’m afraid of his answer. Was it wrong for me to enjoy the idea of him doing something with me that he normally wouldn’t do with other women?
“I think you already know the answer to that question, Savannah.”
Before I can speak, his lips are on mine; his hands, with a touch I’ve craved, explore my body. I’m so taken aback that it takes me a second to react. I feel his lips form a smile, and I slowly lose the strength to resist him. “Savannah, for tonight, please stop over thinking everything and just let go,” he murmurs into my ear. “Let’s not try to dissect whatever the hell this is and just give into it and enjoy it for what it is… amazing fucking sex.”
With those words, any ounce of strength to keep resisting his advances disintegrates instantly. I will probably regret this decision tomorrow because I know I’m playing with fire, and when you play with fire, you know you’re going to get burned. Right now I just don’t care.