“Ouch!” I scream moving faster up the ladder. Whipping my head over my shoulder, I peer down at Kayden, momentarily dazed by the view beneath me. He’s dripping wet, with his hair drenched and hanging all disheveled. The red and pink sky behind Kayden is making him appear god-like as he steps onto the wooden pier.
Cocking an eyebrow up at me and looking all innocent standing before me, he asks, “What?”
“Don’t what me, Knox!” My voice laced with anger, but my face deceives me, because I can’t control the glimmer in my eyes as I take in the magnificent view before me. “You better start running, jackass.” Is all I have to say, and Kayden is sprinting towards the house like a bat outta hell.
I can’t control my laughter as he slows down allowing me to catch him. I cock my hand back and swing with all my might, slapping his sexy tight ass. Instantly, my hand is stinging in pain, and I'm jumping up and down swinging my hand in the air. “Son of a bitch! That stings!”
“What can I say? I’ve got buns of steel, baby.” Kayden says, laughing at me as I dance around bitching at myself under my breath for slapping him so hard. “Come on Chuck Norris, lets get your sweet little ass up to the house.”
Picking me up, I gladly jump into Kayden’s arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. Shaking my head, I can’t help but smile at my nickname he gave me. He calls me that every time I get rough and rowdy, ever since I told him that I punched Logan in the face the day he showed up at my doorstep in Galveston.
***
After a quick shower, I tossed on a floral strapless dress and Kayden another pair of ripped blue jeans and a tight fitting v-neck white t-shirt. Even though we just spent the last two hours fucking ourselves into oblivion. Looking at him now, I’d risk cardiac arrest to go another round with him.
Sliding his fingers through mine, Kayden pulls me against him, leaning down connecting his mouth against mine, making every nerve ending in my body fire. Getting caught up in the moment, I slide my other hand tenderly through his damp hair. I slowly slip my tongue into his mouth, and let out a small moan against his lips as our tongues twisted together.
“You sure you’re okay with me going out with the guys?” He asks, pulling away from my mouth. “Jerome will be here to keep an eye on the place, and Jax isn’t going to drink so he can keep an eye on things at the club.”
Running my fingers across his day old beard, I smile up at him, trying to mask my sadness. I don’t want to be one of those pathetic and clingy girlfriends. I know how badly Dixon wants him to go out with them tonight to the club.
“Go. Have fun. You haven’t gone out since my accident, Kayden. You deserve to have some fun tonight with the boys. Brooklyn and I will have a girls night.”
Snaking his arms around my waist, he hugs me tightly, nuzzling his nose into my hair. I can feel his heart racing against his chest as it beats loudly against my ear. He’s fighting an internal battle with himself right now, trying to decide if he should go and have fun, or sit here by my side and do what he can to feel as if he’s protecting me. I can see everyday the guilt slowly and agonizingly eating away at the soul of the man I love.
We both have a lot of healing to do, and I think this is the first step for us. Kayden and I both have to learning to live our lives again since I came home from the hospital.
We can’t spend every day with only each other, and walking on egg shells constantly. It’s going to be hard, but I know we can get back to what our lives were before Jacob and Zak shattered our carefree way of living.
“Okay, I’ll go. But if for any reason, I don’t care what it is, you want me to come back, just call my cell and I’ll have the pilot fly me back immediately.”
“Okay. Deal.” With that, it’s settled. Lacing our fingers together, we make our way downstairs. We run into Dixon and Jax in the living room, they’re all dressed to the nines too. Brooklyn is floating in the hot tub on the deck sipping on a glass of wine when I step out onto the porch overlooking the ocean.
“So, Knox is going too?” She asks peering over her glass at me. I can see even in the dimly lit porch, she’s fuming.
Walking over, I fold my arms on the edge of the hot tub and rest my chin on my forearms. Letting out a sigh, I smile at her sympathetically, “Yes I insisted he go out with them. He’s been with me or working, that’s it. Other than his fishing trip, he’s not done anything. It’s not healthy for either of us; we need to try and get back to our normal lives. I can’t live everyday in fear of Zak or I’m going to drive myself and Kayden crazy.” Holding my hand up, I stop her from butting in.
“And another thing, you need to pull your head out of your ass! If you want Dixon, tell him. Don’t play games, Brooklyn. You know better then anyone he’s a player. You need to lay it out there for him. Tell him you can’t do this casual…whatever the fuck you guys are doing, because you’re falling for him! You have an amazing guy standing in that living room who wants to be with you. Jax is nothing like that manwhore standing beside him. He’d love you and cherish you every single day of your life. Can you say that about Dixon?”
Chugging her glass of wine, Brooklyn slams her empty glass down on the edge of the hot tub. Pools of tears begin to swell up in her eyes, instantly sending a pang of guilt into my stomach. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her. It’s just killing me seeing her waste her life away bouncing man to man. She deserves to be loved by a man, the way Kayden loves me.
“Don’t you think I haven’t said all the same shit to myself, Savannah? I’m not stupid.” For the first time in our entire lives, Brooklyn sounds weak and defeated. I immediately get the urge to hug her and apologize for everything I just said to her.
Walking around the hot tub, I gaze back through the glass doors and see the three guys are still in deep conversation about their night out. Wrapping my arm around Brooklyn’s shoulder, I take a deep breath and speak. “I’m sorry, bestie. The last thing I meant to do was upset you. I just don’t want to see you throw away a chance at happiness because you’re so busy chasing after a man who’ll only cause you pain and heartache.”
“Believe me, if I could just walk away from Dixon I would. Hell, I am not blind! I know Jax is amazing, it’s just with Dixon, I feel something I’ve never felt before. As soon as he enters a room, my breath is immediately knocked from my lungs. I feel as if a million angry bees are swarming in the pit of my stomach. I’ve used Xander and Jax as a fun distraction, and with the hopes maybe Dixon would get jealous and maybe decide he wants to be exclusive. But that hasn’t happened, and probably never will.”
“Well I think you need to think long and hard about what you want to do. I think first thing on that list needs to be a long discussion with Mr. Beaumont over there.” I say pointing my thumb behind me at Dixon.
Standing and climbing out of the hot tub, Brooklyn wraps a towel around her waist, and pulls me in for a quick hug. “Thanks for being my best friend, Savannah. It kills me to think there was the slightest chance we couldn’t be here right now having this discussion. I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost you.”
Now I’m the one fighting back tears. It sucks having to witness so many besides yourself, completely shattered by the tragic events that I lived through several weeks ago. It hasn’t just affected me, but everyone I love and care about.
“I love you B, we’ll be BFF’s even when we’re old and grey. That I promise you! We’ll be toothless and nursing home roommates that’ll spend every day chasing each other around in our wheelchairs. Sixty years from now, we’ll look back at these moments and laugh about all of our wild and crazy days.”
I can’t help but laugh as Brooklyn rolls her teary eyes at me. “Toothless? Really? Remind me to floss daily, will ya?”
We’re both in a fit of laughter when the boys all join us out on the porch. Looking at us with puzzled looks, as if they missed the ending of a good joke. “The pilot’s here with the helicopter, so we’re going to head over to the tarmac.” Kayden says swooping me into his ar
ms and fluttering kisses along my neck, working his way to my mouth.
“God, enough with the PDA, Knox, get your asses outta here. Savannah and I have a wild and crazy night of horror movies and popcorn waiting for us.” With sarcasm dripping from Brooklyn’s voice, I can’t ignore the stink eye she's giving Dixon as she talks to Kayden. I just hope she takes my advice and talks to him, because I hate seeing her like this.
***
I don’t know if its from watching a Nightmare on Elm Street marathon tonight with Brooklyn, or the fact that I’ve had Zak on my mind with everything that’s been going on, but my nightmares returned with a vengeance tonight. I can’t escape them no matter how hard I try. Every time I awaken from one terrifying dream, I fall back asleep to just be startled awake once again by another.
Each time, the dreams are the same but slightly different. I keep reliving the moment I shoot Jacob, and then see Zak staring at me in shock with blood all over his face. He keeps yelling at me, calling me a murderous cold-hearted bitch, screaming at me because I’m alive and have Kayden, and Jacob’s dead, leaving him with absolutely nothing.
I can’t get the vision of that horrendous night out of my head. Rolling over, I glance at the clock and see it’s a little after 2am. I’ve been tossing and turning for two hours now, and to top it off Kayden is still not back yet.
I’m now regretting making him go out because I need so badly right now to curl into his arms. I desperately need for him to stroke my hair and tell me everything’s going to be alright. Because right now, I feel like a piece of glass, shattered and strewed across the room. No matter how hard we try to piece me back together, I’ll never be the same as I was before.
With tears streaming in a heavy flow down my face, I head into the bathroom and start filling bathtub. My entire body aches from the fight I’ve been having in my dreams, and I'm in need of a long hot soak. Retrieving a bottle of wine from the bar in our suite, I pour myself a glass straight to the brim. Before I return to bed tonight, I plan on polishing off this entire bottle.
Slowly sinking into the hot steaming water, I welcome the sting from the scalding temperature. Gulping down half of my glass, I set it on the side of the tub and pop my iPod's headphones into my ears. With Sick Puppies blasting through my ears, I do nothing but focus on the music flowing into my brain. My only goal for the next hour is to numb my mind, body, and soul; I don’t want to feel a damn thing.
Feeling relaxed and a tad bit drunk, I climb out of the tub and quickly dry off and return to bed. I slip on nothing but one of Kayden’s Texas Longhorn graphic tee’s. Just as I’m sinking into the heaven-like mattress, I am startled by the loud booming sound of men’s voices in the hallway.
Sitting up, I strain my ears to hear who’s talking. I recognize Kayden immediately, and what sounds like Dixon. Then I can hear Brooklyn screaming clear as day at them to shut the fuck up, people are trying to sleep. I can’t help but laugh at her bluntness. Crawling off the bed I stumble to the door.
Opening it, I peer out into the hall, and immediately notice two bimbos who’s clothes are leaving little to the imagination. Rolling my eyes I drag my eyes to Kayden who’s eyes are glazed over and he’s leaning against the hallway wall talking to Dixon. My breath hitches momentarily as I take in the view before me. But Brooklyn snaps me back to reality with her loud screams as she comes barreling down the hallway.
“I see you found some skanks while you were out?” Turning and eyeing them up and down, her lips curled up in a mischievous grin. “Little tip for you two, this one,” She says motioning her thumb towards Dixon. “He’s tiny…like this little.” She laughs, holding her thumb and pointer finger up with about an inch space between them. “You’re better off leaving and pleasure yourselves than spending the night with this asshole. Plus, he only lasts five minutes...if he’s lucky.”
I slap my hand over my mouth to try and muffle my laughs. Dixon has a look of pure and utter shock, his mouth hanging open, he just stands there a few moments staring at Brooklyn. He’s in as much shock as the rest of us at what she just said. From what she’s told me, everything she just said is a bull face lie, with all intentions to ruin Dixon’s little threesome party he has planned. One thing he needs to learn, don’t ever piss off Brooklyn Bennett.
“Don’t listen to her ladies, she’s just jealous ya’ll are going to be spending the evening in my bed and she ain’t.”
I jump from the sound of Brooklyn slamming the door to her suite, it echoes all the way down the hallway, making everyone flinch. “Well this just got awkward.” Kayden says with his Southern drawl so thick from all the drinks he’s consumed, you can barely understand what the hell he’s saying.
Stumbling towards me with a cocky grin on his face, Kayden looks at me, slowly licking his lips before turning back to Dixon. “Goodnight Dixon, and thing 1 and thing 2. Please keep the noise down. Me and my lady would like to fall asleep to the sounds of the ocean tonight, and not the sound of you three fuckin’ like rabbits.”
“Can’t make any promises bro, but we’ll try.” Dixon gives Kayden a wink and disappears into his suite with his two playmates. I hope Brooklyn’s okay, I know she’s really torn right now. Dixon bringing these girls home tonight when he knows Brooklyn’s here is just low. She’s been nothing but platonic with Jax since we’ve been here. She’s definitely stuck between a rock and hard place. I don’t see her getting out of it anytime soon.
***
Chapter Eleven
***
Shutting the door, Kayden stumbles in with a big goofy grin plastered across his face. Walking over to the bed, he plops down and holds his arms out for me. “I love it when you wear my t-shirts.” His eyes raking over me, causing me to blush. The look in his eyes mixed with his husky drawl, I immediately get shivers of excitement up my spine. There’s nothing sexier than my charming boyfriend.
Sashaying towards Kayden, I stop a few inches in front of him and tug on the corner of the Texas Longhorns t-shirt I’m wearing. “I love wearing them, and I absolutely love smelling your delicious scent while I’m sleeping.”
Motioning for me to join him on the bed, Kayden slowly drags his teeth over his bottom lip making my heart race and my legs weak. “Come here, baby. I need to taste those lips of yours as much as I need air to breath.”
I eagerly accept his embrace and can’t control my laughter as he falls onto his back and rolls onto his side, holding me with his perfectly sculpted arms. I swear they were made for the soul purpose of holding me in them. I fit perfectly and feel as if nothing in the world can touch me when I’m lying with him like this. “God, I missed you.” He murmurs into my ear as he gently runs his fingers over my skin, making goose bumps pop up all over my body.
“I missed you, too.” I whisper, gazing up into his majestic pools of green. Even with them glazed over from a night of many jack and cokes and Coronas, they have a hypnotizing effect on me. One look and I forget about the entire world around me.
Letting out a long yawn, Kayden looks as spent as I feel. Tonight has been a tough one. I think my brain is making up for giving me a break last night. My head is still spinning from all the wine I consumed while taking my bath, and my entire body feels numb from the alcohol coursing through out my veins.
“Let me help you get outta these clothes, baby.” I quickly get to work peeling his t-shirt from his body and tossing it beside the bed. Within seconds, I have his jeans unbuttoned and unzipped. Climbing off of the bed, I grip his jeans down by his feet, and with one fast tug they slide off of him effortlessly.
“Man, I feel trashed.” Kayden mumbles, barely audible as he climbs under the blankets in our king size bed. Even with this gigantic bed, we squeeze our bodies together, sleeping entangled in each other’s arms every night.
“I can tell, you smell like you bathed in a bottle of Jack Daniels. How much did you drink tonight?” I ask with sarcasm laced in my question.
Rolling onto his back, Kayden rubs his chin pondering my que
stion, “I’m not sure, I lost track after my sixth Jack and Coke. I had a few Coronas while we played pool. It felt nice having a guy’s night out, but I couldn’t get you outta my mind, no matter how many drinks I had. You consumed my every thought; I counted down the hours, minutes and seconds until I got to have you in my arms again.”
Rolling my eyes I let out a small laugh as I rub circles across Kayden’s chest. Locking eyes with him I immediately smile again. “Geesh, sorry to break this to ya, but you got it bad for me, Knox. You may need this shrink more than ya think.”
A deep husky laugh escapes Kayden’s mouth and vibrates the bed as his body shakes with laughter. “Well baby, I will shout it from the top of Beaumont Industries if you want me to.”
“Shout what? That you’re crazy about me?”
Gripping my butt in his hands, Kayden slides me against his body and trails kisses along my jaw, nibbling a path to my eager lips. My intoxicating kiss, laced with whiskey is short lived. As quickly as his lips touched mine, he was pulling them away and flashing me an impish grin. “No baby, I’m not just crazy about you…I’m certifiably crazy in love with you, Savannah Elizabeth Livingston. I would gladly tell the world a million times over.”
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