“Thanks. I needed it.” She grins, her eyes glistening. She looks relaxed. So, is this what Savannah was like before she was taken?
“Is anyone going to explain?” Daniel asks, clearly ready for a good story.
“Well…” Mark’s grin speaks volumes. “We had a little encounter with Savi and a canoe today during one of our drills. York was trying to help her when she fell in the water, but she panicked and clocked him good in the eye.”
“Lucky hit,” York mutters.
“Lucky like winning a game of poker with a pair of twos?” Savannah shoots back.
“Ha!” Daniel laughs. “Oh, Lord, son, I wish you’d told me about her sooner. Seems I’ve missed out on some good times, hey?”
“I’m sorry, York, truly,” Savannah says after the table dies down. “I didn’t know who you were, and when you grabbed me, well…” She clears her throat.
“Don’t sweat it,” York mutters around a rib in his mouth.
“Oh, I would have paid money to have seen that, though.” Abigail laughs.
Savannah’s mouth drops open before she joins in too. York rolls his eyes. What does he expect when he acts like the house asshole? He has to know he’ll be treated like one.