I feel my friggin’ eyes betray me as they go glossy. “Yeah, sure…that sounds, um, like a good plan.”
“Hey.” He comes closer, tilting his head to the side. I feel his eyes penetrating my defenses. This guy is good. “Everything all right?”
“Oh, yeah.” I hate to use this, and I’m sure as shit going to go to hell for saying it. “Just having a down day.” I shrug, alluding to my miscarriage, but to be truthful, there hasn’t been a day I don’t think about our little something who could have been.Ahh…not now, Savannah!
Keith’s face drops as he studies my face carefully. “Cole warned me, but I truly didn’t see it until now.”
“What? What are you talking about?” I’m thrown by his comment.
His lips press together as he once again studies my face long and hard. I can almost feel his eyes burning into my brain, probing the part that’s holding my lie at bay.
“Anything you want to tell me, Savannah?” His voice is low.
I swallow hard, feeling my forehead break out in a line of sweat. “No.”
Yeah, that was convincing…
Feeling terribly guilty, I slowly walk away from him, but I stop and turn to look back, chewing on the inside of my lip while my brain struggles to find the right words.
“Keith?”
“Yes?”
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
I shrug, attempting to play it cool. “Just—for everything.”
He takes a step toward me as I take one back. “Savannah—”
“Savi, you ready?” Derek asks, coming into the entryway. “I need to be at Christine’s in an hour, so I gotta go.” He nods at Keith. “Hey, man, we’re heading to town. You need anything?”
“No,” he shakes his head, his eyes still on me, “I’m good.”
“Talk to you later, Keith,” I mumble.
“I hope so,” I hear him say as I close the door.