Savannah Series Boxed Set: Four Full Novels and One Novella

by Jamie, Danielle

  My phone starts playing Cowboys and Angels; I changed Kayden’s ringtone the night of my birthday. It’s the first song Kayden ever sang to me, and then he had Dustin Lynch sing it to us as we danced on my birthday. I just knew it was the perfect choice for Kayden. It’s a lot better than Ginuwine’s Pony that Kayden set as his ringtone back in December when he was a tad drunk.

  I can’t help but smile thinking back to the simpler times; us being carefree and enjoying bon-fires on the beach. Little did I know, but that entire time Jacob and Zak were planning to kidnap me and hold me for ransom. Since then my life has been a non-stop roller coaster ride of ups and downs.

  Taking in a deep breath, I close my eyes and slowly exhale. “Hey…” I answer; my voice low and shaky. My nerves are on edge after the run in with Giselle, Logan and Nadia tonight.

  “Hey baby. What’s up…Everything okay?” I immediately relax hearing Kayden’s voice.

  Trying to ignore the butterflies fluttering in my stomach from hearing Kayden call me baby, I decide to just jump straight to the point. “I just got in from Vertigo; you’ll never guess who Brooklyn and I ran into tonight.”

  I can hear Kayden moving around in bed on the other end. It makes me miss him even more laying in this bed all alone. It feels like forever since I’ve been in his arms.

  “Do I want to even know?” He asks sarcastically.

  “Yea, well, Brooklyn spotted Giselle and Logan partying together in Vertigo…I guess they’re an item now. But they weren’t alone, Nadia was there too.” The words taste foul in my mouth. Talking about them makes my stomach churn. I have so much anger boiling inside of me.

  I can hear Kayden cursing under his breath; I can just picture him running his strong fingers continuously through his light brown hair. I hate having to have this conversation over the phone.

  “If they did anything to upset you Savannah…I swear to God.” Kayden says angrily, his drawl thick and raspy. It always gets thicker when he’s pissed off.

  Letting out a sigh, I fight back the tears welling up in my eyes. We’ve mainly been texting back and forth to keep in touch since I came back to L.A. Hearing his voice was just too hard, so I’ve refrained from calling him. Hearing him now; even thousands of miles away, my body aches for his arms to be around me. I’m not complete without Kayden by my side. Knowing even after what I’ve put him through while trying to figure all this out, he still loves me and worries about me is just amazing.

  “It was a good thing we found them there. I confronted Nadia and she confessed to me that everything she said was a lie. I cannot tell you enough how sorry I am for doubting you. I was just so scared…” My voice trails off and cracks as I fight the tears threatening to break the flood gates. I take in and let out short even breaths as I try to compose myself.

  “That lying bitch finally decided to tell the truth now! Well isn’t that nice of her.” The bitterness in Kayden’s voice pierces my heart. This woman put us through hell all because of Giselle. “What do you want me to say Savannah? I told you…hell I begged you to believe me. I was never unfaithful to you. I’m not Logan! Do you think it’s easy for me after what Luanne put me through to trust you?”

  Hearing the disappointment in Kayden’s voice shreds me. I hate that I allowed Logan’s transgressions to affect my trust in Kayden. The mention of Luanne is like a sucker punch to my gut. It’s hard for me to control those voices in the back of my head telling me Kayden will cheat on me just like Logan did. It never crossed my mind that he may be fighting his own battle against the evil demon’s our exes have plagued us with.

  “I don’t know what to say besides I’m sorry and I love you. If I could go back, I’d do it all differently. I just need you to understand that deep down I believed you, I just didn’t want to be made to look like a fool. I had that voice in my head screaming at me to run…so I ran. I want you to understand; from here on out Kayden, I’ll be by your side and never doubt you again. Being away from you this past week has been the hardest week of my life…harder than almost dying.”

  Kayden is quiet and for a moment I think I’ve lost him, but then I hear him sigh into the phone. I didn’t realize it until now that I was holding my breath waiting for him to say something…anything. “You think it was hard for you?” He drawls with anger and pain in his voice. “I’m the one who’s been ripping my hair out trying to find a way to make you fucking believe me. I’m just glad she’s finally stopped this whole fuckin’ charade. We’ve got to work on trust Savannah. We’re nothing without it.”

  I cannot agree more. We have off the charts chemistry and we love each other immensely, but without trust our relationship will crumble. We can’t build a life on a shaky foundation.

  Feeling the fight to keep myself together slowly weakening, so I decide to focus on what went down at Vertigo tonight with Nadia. I quickly scoot against my headboard, pulling my knees up to my chest and snuggle into my blanket before diving in. “When we confronted Nadia at the club tonight, she sang like a canary. Giselle was beyond pissed, and it wasn’t easy getting to the truth. It took Brooklyn and me threatening bodily harm to her, Giselle, and Logan. The only thing is it happened right in the middle of Vertigo. So I have no doubt that the argument will spread like wildfire all over the internet by tomorrow.”

  I can hear Kayden taking in long, sharp breaths; probably trying to refrain himself from jumping on his jet, and coming to L.A. to beat the living crap out of Logan. “Did she say why she lied? Was it just to get attention? All these people care about is getting their face on a fuckin’ magazine.”

  The tears are falling freely now. I’ve lost the battle with my emotions, and I’ve been through a whirlwind of shit tonight and just can’t fight it anymore. A sob escapes my lips as I try to speak.

  “It…was…Giselle, but it gets worse.” Climbing to the edge of the bed I grab a tissue off my night stand and wipe the tears from my face. “There’s something you need to know Kayden. The ultimate betrayal…Giselle and Nadia paid-off your assistant for information on when you’d be in Paris. They then waited at the hotel bar for you to show up so they could get pictures with you. Giselle preyed on the fact that I have issues with trust, which I now know she received those facts from Logan himself. I have no doubt in my mind she’s with Logan.”

  “That fuckin’ bitch! Giselle can’t have me, so she will do anything to destroy what we have. She will not get away with this. She fucked with the wrong man. And Logan best pray I never see him again, because if I do, this time nothing will stop me from beating the living shit out of him! As for my assistant, she will be lucky if she can get a job at McDonalds by the time I’m through with her.”

  Hearing the anger in Kayden’s voice, I have no doubt he would probably beat Logan to death for this. They’ve gone too far, and I for one cannot wait to see them pay for what they’ve done. “Well, Giselle and Logan will be all over the news by Monday morning. Nadia agreed to come clean to the press. She’s going to tell them the real story of how Giselle and Logan manipulated and used her for their gain by paying her off to sell the false story of you two having a one night stand in Paris.”

  “I can’t believe this. These fuckin’ people don’t give a shit that they hurt, as long as they get whatever the fuck they want. I will be giving my own fuckin’ story to the press too come Monday. By the time I’m through with them, they will have no career left.”

  I cannot wait to get Monday over with, to finally have the truth out there, and let the world see that Kayden and I are together. Giselle is truly a pathetic person. She’s so bitter that Kayden wanted to keep their relationship strictly platonic, and wanted to be with me and not her. She has stooped so low to try and destroy us. I’m ready to go home and back to my new life with Kayden in Galveston. Start fresh.

  Gazing out the window I watch the stars twinkle in the sky above my parents Bel Air mansion. This house is gorgeous, but being here in my room alone is not where I want to be. I’ve grown accustomed to curling up in K
ayden’s strong and protective arms every night.

  “I’m going to fly back to Houston tomorrow. I’ll let you know my arrival time first thing in the morning.” I tell Kayden matter-of-factly.

  “I’m so happy to finally hear those words come out of your mouth, baby. It’s been a long fuckin’ week. I’m never letting you go again, even if I have to tie your stubborn ass up and lock you in a closet.”

  I let out a small laugh as I think back to Kayden fucking me into oblivion with the best ass fuck of my entire life while in my closet.

  “What?! You don’t believe me? Laugh my sweet Savannah, but baby, I ain’t lyin’.” Kayden’s husky laugh is music to my ears. After a week of absolute misery, I finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.

  “I believe you. I was just laughing because I was recalling a particular time when you were ravishing me against the wall in a certain closet. We definitely gotta do that in your beach house. That closet needs christening.

  “Well darlin’ sorry to burst your bubble, but we’ll have to christen the closet on Wednesday. I just flew into Las Vegas today with the boys. We’re doing a guy’s weekend before Braxton settles down and starts poppin’ out babies with Mya.”

  “Okay. I hate I have to wait until Wednesday, but you’re worth the wait. Just as soon as you step through that door, I expect to see you naked in that closet wearin’ nothing but your cowboy hat.” I blush at my brazenness, but since I’ve been with Kayden I’ve been a lot more vocal about my wants and desires.

  “Fuck baby. Don’t talk like that when I have to wait four more days to see you. I’m gonna have to go rub one out in the shower. I can’t get the image out of my head of you very satisfied on the closet floor.”

  Fuck it. I need to be with him as soon as physically possible. First thing tomorrow I’m crashin’ his guy’s weekend and flying to Vegas.

  A yawn escapes my mouth. Even though I want nothing more than to stay awake all night on the phone with Kayden, my body betrays me, screaming at me to sleep. My eyelids are heavy; between crying and being completely spent, I can’t fight sleep any longer.

  “Goodnight baby. You’re tired and it’s late. Call or text me tomorrow letting me know when you’re flying back to Texas. Love ya, baby. Everything will be better once we’re back home together.” Kayden drawls into the phone, his voice is like a lullaby soothing me.

  “Night, Knox. I love you too, more than the moon and all the stars in Texas.” Hanging up, I flick away the last of the tears from my eyes. I’ve cried too many tears over the last several months. Patting my eyes with my blanket, I roll over, curl into a ball and fall asleep the second I shut my eyes.

  Chapter One

  Savannah

  “Vegas baby!” Brooklyn shouts for the entire city to hear as we step out of our taxi at the entrance of Kayden’s hotel and Casino. It’s right down the road from Paris.

  Taking in the bright lights of the Vegas Strip and the Eiffel Tower all lit up, I try to get Brooklyn to focus on the task at hand. “Brooklyn! Focus! We need to find Kayden.”

  Rolling her eyes and letting out a dramatic sigh, Brooklyn reaches for my hand and pulls me towards the entrance of Knox Hotel and Casino.

  “We’ll find Kayden...then we’re going to hit the clubs!”

  With Brooklyn, we’ll either end up in jail or close to it by the time we’re through with Sin City.

  Walking into the lobby I waste no time heading straight to the registration desk. Thankfully the line isn’t too long. Sliding my oversized sunglasses off; I toss them into my purse. After a few minutes of waiting, and inhaling clouds of second hand smoke, I finally approach the counter.

  “Hi, welcome to The Knox Hotel and Casino.” The middle aged woman says, greeting us with an overly enthusiastic smile. I don’t know how these people have a voice left after working in a casino full of cigarette smoke all day. I’ll surely be suffering from laryngitis by the time we leave Las Vegas.

  Digging my wallet out of my over-sized purse, I flash a small smile. “Hi, I’m Savannah Livingston, my fiancé is Kayden Knox. I just need a key card to his penthouse suite.” I try to keep my voice down and not draw attention to us, but that’s hard to do especially with Brooklyn. She is popping her gum and chatting up everyone in line behind us.

  Squinting her eyes at me, the woman with the name tag reading Vivian, looks me over with nothing but doubt in her eyes. I can only imagine how many women try to get up to his suite once they learn he’s in town. It makes my skin crawl thinking about how many women Kayden brought back to his suite. It wasn’t too long ago he was as big of a man-whore as Dixon.

  “Yeah, and I’m Celine Dion. Sorry doll, you’re not the first nor will you be the last to try and get up to Mr. Knox’s room. If you’d like to book a room, I’d be more than happy to help you. If not then please be on your way. I have a line of people behind you eager to get checked in and start gambling.” She says with her voice dripping with annoyance.

  I know she’s only doing her job, and I appreciate that because I don’t want any skank off the street to mosey on up to my boyfriend’s suite. But my face has been all over the place for Christ sake! We just did an engagement announcement with People magazine! I definitely don’t want to call Kayden and tell him I’m here. I really want to surprise him. I could call Jax, but I hate asking him to lie to Kayden.

  Pulling out my iPhone, I scroll through my photos and pull up a picture of Kayden & I. Letting out an exasperated breath; I hold my phone in front of her. “There, now can we please have our key cards.” Dropping my phone back into my purse, I glance at Brooklyn who’s about one second away from jumping over the counter and grabbing a damn key card herself. I definitely don’t want to cause a scene and be dragged out of here by security. That would be mortifying!

  Giving me a weary glance she finally tells us, “I’ll need to see your I.D.’s and then you’re good to go. I’m sorry for the inconvenience and I hope you understand I’m just trying to do my job.” Brooklyn and I waste no time fishing our I.D.’s out of our wallets. Within seconds Vivian is sliding over our key cards and welcoming us to ‘Fabulous Las Vegas’.

  ~~~

  Looking in the mirror I am shocked at my appearance. I’ve finally put some weight back on from my accident, and I’ve got a kick ass tan going on. I just straightened my hair and finished the last few touches on my makeup. I slipped into a micro-mini sequin dress and hot pink pumps; hot pink is my signature color. I’m going to get my man and make him want to take me into the closest room we can find.

  I can hear Clarity blasting from Brooklyn’s phone as I walk into the living room of Kayden’s penthouse suite. Thankfully they’re all out, so it gave us time to freshen up before we go and hunt them down. I immediately know its Dixon calling her. She set that ringtone for him a few weeks ago and it is perfect for them. I can’t for the life of me wrap my head around whatever the hell they are. She’s sort of tag-teaming between Jax and Dixon. As soon as he heard from Kayden that things were getting serious between Brooklyn and Jax, Dixon started showing up a lot more.

  “Heyyyy!” I hear Brooklyn say in her valley voice. “Oh really, well sounds like you’re having a hell of a lot more fun than Savannah and I.”

  I called it weeks ago. I told Brooklyn he doesn’t want to commit to her, but doesn’t want her to commit to anyone else. He wants her to be with just him, but wants the freedom to stick his dick into any other chick he wants. If I were Brooklyn, I would’ve kicked him upside the head a long time ago. I guess she enjoys the drama and excitement. I know for myself, I much rather stick to a low key, drama free relationship. I’ve had enough drama in my life these last several months to last me a freakin’ life time!

  Walking across the marble floor, my heels are clicking and clacking with the sound echoing throughout the massive suite. Grabbing my clutch, I dig my phone out and check my messages. Brooklyn is just ending her call with Dixon when I finish up my text to Kayden.

  Me:

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nbsp; I can’t wait until Wednesday, so I can finally c u & make up for lost time. Glad all this shit is behind us so we can finally move on with our lives. <3 u! c u soon xoxo

  Wrapping her arm around my waist and pulling me against her, Brooklyn flashes me a devilish grin practically blinding me with her megawatt smile. “Okay, so here’s the plan. Dixon said they’re all leaving dinner and heading back here for some UFC party they’re throwing at Vertigo. So we need to get our hot little ass’s outta here in case they decide to stop up here for anything beforehand.”

  “Dixon? Seriously, Brooklyn?” I ask with sarcasm in my voice. Shaking my head at her, we quickly head out of the suite, and down to the elevators.

  Letting out a small laugh Brooklyn snaps her head around, “Hey! Don’t judge me! That guy is a rock star in the sack. Jax can rock my world; don’t get me wrong, but Dixon is in a category all his own. You can tell he and Kayden are related…that’s all I’ll say.”

  Rolling my eyes and letting an aggravated moan escape my mouth, I whip my eyes from Brooklyn to the elevator. “Brooklyn, I really don’t want to hear about Dixon’s penis at the moment.” Pressing the button for the elevator we jump on as soon as the doors slide open.

  “Hey, I can’t allow you to be the only one able to brag about the Texas sized-dick her boyfriend has. I’ve had my fair share of Oscar Mayer wieners, so when I get a large Southern sausage, I’m going to freakin’ brag about it!” Brooklyn says giggling and bumping hips with me. “Chill out Savannah. You’re going to go find Kayden, have wild animalistic make-up sex and all will be right with the world again.”

  Leaning against the wall of the elevator, listening to the rock music pumping out of the speakers, I can’t help but feel a knot twisting in my stomach. I feel like it isn’t going to be that easy. I seriously wish I would’ve punched that bitch Giselle in the face last night. She is so jealous of my relationship with Kayden that she went so far as selling a fake ass story to the press. Then, having her friend tell various magazines that she slept with Kayden when he was in Paris for work.