“Please.” She pushes her half empty wine glass aside. “Let’s make it a martini this time.” Cole orders while June finishes her story then leaves, saying she needs to go hound Melanie.
“Here.” Cole slides the glass to her. “Just act normal, baby.”
“My legs are shaking.” Her trembling hand moves for the glass, but she stops to shake it out.
“Hey, man,” Cole says to the guy next to her, “would you mind shifting down one so the lady can have a seat?”
“Oh, yeah, sure.” The man moves down a seat. Cole helps Savannah onto the tall bar stool.
“Thanks. I thought I might fall.”
“I’d never let that happen.”
She smiles, but he can tell she is nervous.
“How did you know who Melanie was?” He hopes to distract her while he watches the table of four.
“Abigail found out he was talking to her, so she introduced herself and ended up inviting her to dinner. You think Mark will be mad?”
“No,” Cole laughs. “It’s not surprising she’s playing Cupid. It’s not the first time she’s tried this. Abigail wants grandbabies more than anything.”
“Yes, I got that impression.” His eyes shift to hers as she chuckles. “She asked if I was on the pill.” His mouth drops open. “Even though she knows I am, it was one of the first things your physician spoke about to me. He said it’s a smart move since I live in a house full of men.” She laughs. “Yeah, that was fun to wrap my head around, but after my conversation with Abby, I think I may need to start hiding them.”
Cole lets out a laugh of his own. Oh, that Abigail is a trip sometimes.
“Well, she should be flattered,” Zack says. “They think she’s Megan Fox. I think at most they’ll ask her for an autograph. They were going to approach her until you showed up.”
“Okay, thanks, Zack.”
“Anytime.” He looks over at Savannah. “I hope you enjoyed your dinner.”
“I truly did. You have a wonderful restaurant, Zack. Thank you for having us.”
He leans in so she can hear him. “You are welcome anytime. Get Cole to bring you to dinner some night. I’ll reserve you the booth in the corner so no one will bother you. I’ll cook you something special myself.”
“Well, that’s an offer I can’t refuse.” Cole nods. “We’ll have to set that up soon.” An evening alone with her sounds perfect.
“Wonderful!” He claps his hands together. “All right, I must go. Enjoy the rest of the night.”
Cole watches Savannah sip her martini. She seems to be a little more comfortable now. She peers at him over the rim of her glass, her eyes holding his, making him gulp. “Have I been spotted?”
“No, they think you’re Megan Fox.”
She coughs on her drink, laughing. “Well, that, I’m all right with. Bring ’em on. I can talk about Optimus Prime and Autobot Drift.”
Cole bursts out laughing.God, she is funny.
“Sorry, you’re out of luck. They won’t come over because I’m here.”
She raises her eyebrow.
“Over my dead body, baby.”
She gives him a playful smile.
As long as they don’t snap a picture of her, he doesn’t care what they think. Social media is a real bitch. “Let’s go back to the table.”
“We’ll see you for breakfast, dear.” Cole’s mother kisses his cheek before she gets in their Land Rover.