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)
He shook his head. “Poor Max. You always were a sucker for a pretty face and so damn easy to manipulate too. Why do you think our little gold digger here has rekindled her relationship with you even though she saw you spread out on the bed with a whore? Because I paid her to. It was so easy was too!”
Trust Robert to use people and discard them. What a way to compromise Savannah and expose her as his ally. Two things occurred to me in that split-second I watched as the color drained from Savannah’s face before she turned and ran out of the bar. One: she was not working for him. Two: she might be a gold digger, but she was my gold digger.
A part of me wanted to punch Robert’s lights out, but he was not my most important consideration. He would keep for later. I wanted to go after Savannah.
Wordlessly, I threw a bunch of bills on the counter and moved past Robert as he continued to laugh drunkenly.
“That’s it, run after her, Maxxie. Gosh! One of these days I hope she gives me a taste of that body. It must be one hell of a pussy to⎯”
Whatever else he was going to say was silenced when my clenched fist slammed into his face. He slid into an unconscious pile between the stools as I raced out into the night and looked around. Savannah’s car was nowhere to be seen. I jumped into my car and sped into the night. I could only hope that she had gone back home.
I got to her complex just as she was parking. She looked up at me as she hastened across the parking lot.
“Savannah!”
“Leave me alone,” she jerked out.
I raced after her, catching her on the landing. She turned to face me and I could see the tears coursing down her cheeks. I pried her keys from between her fingers and went ahead to her apartment. She followed.
As soon as the door closed behind us, I pulled her into my arms. Her hands curled into fists which she pressed into my chest, fighting my embrace. I crushed my lips against hers as I pressed her against the door. My hand found hers and I forced her fist open and intertwined our fingers. I took advantage of her gasp to slip my tongue into her mouth. I felt her go soft against me. Without hesitation, I pulled up the hem of her skirt and cupped her pussy. Then I moved the crotch of her panties to the side. I found her clit and worked my magic even as I maneuvered my zipper down to free myself.
I pushed her up against the wall and plunged into her eager pussy. My mouth continued to plunder hers as she wrapped her legs around my waist. We moved with an urgency as our bodies thrust and strained against each other. When I felt the first flutters deep within, a surge of blood rushed to my cock. I ripped my mouth away from hers and threw my head back.
“Oh fuck!”
Belatedly, I realized I had broken my vow of nonchalance. I pressed my forehead to hers, kissing her softly as I held her waist tightly. Holding her tightly in my arms, I took her to the bedroom and undressed her.
I did not know how many times we made love that night. All I knew was I wanted to erase the pain Robert had caused her. Despite the fact Savannah had allowed herself to be bought by him, she still did not deserve to be humiliated by anyone, let alone a useless lowlife like him.
I lay looking at the ceiling as she slept and I wished I could tell her not to worry and this was all a part of my plan. I wished I could tell her it was all going to be alright soon. But I could not. Not yet. All in due time though, all in due time.
I closed my eyes and allowed sleep to come, knowing that I did not have to think about watching her snoop around for information tonight.
18
SAVANNAH
When I woke up the next morning, my apartment was empty.
All that remained of Max was the scent of our coupling. I felt as though there was a gaping hole in my heart and tears pricked my eyes. True I had deceived Max in one way, but my motives were pure. I wanted us all to heal. Robert had betrayed me and made it seem like I did it purely for money, but it was not drunken Robert’s betrayal that hurt me, it was having him remind me of the other woman.
It tore open the old wound of his infidelity and made it bleed all over again. Somehow while Max was in prison, I’d managed to push those ugly photos into the far recesses of my mind and numb the pain, but now the memory of him spread on the bed with her hurt like hell.