Chapter Thirteen
Savannah
I check the clock. It’s a little after six when we arrive back at the house. Sue has decided to join us for dinner. I know why, and I appreciate it. Daniel greets us as we enter the foyer. His arm still looks sore, but he refuses to use the sling.Men.He gives Sue a kiss and wraps me in a typical Logan bear hug while asking us how our day went. Sue speaks to him as I slip out of my coat and boots and head upstairs to change into a dress. I got wind from Abigail we are having some company when she suggested I choose something from the left-hand side of the closet. I change into a little black dress, thinking it’s a safe bet, as it matches my dark eyes. I have to smile at myself in the mirror as I realize I resemble my mother more than my father. Feeling more than a little pleased and with a quick touch-up in the makeup department, I head downstairs.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t my soon-to-be wife,” Dell jokes, giving me a playful smile and a small hug. “Don’t you look lovely?”
“So do you, Dell. I heard you were back. Glad to see it’s true.” I spot Cole across the room talking to Frank and someone else, his back to me.
“Can I get you something to drink?” He wiggles his eyebrows. “Tale of the Devil?”
I laugh and hit his arm. “No, thanks! Two of those had Mark carrying me to bed last time.”
“It was kinda fun,” Mark jokes, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. “You were an open book of info that evening.”
“Mmmmm.” I roll my eyes, remembering how drunk I was.
“Can I steal you for a moment?” Mark asks, excusing us from Dell.
Mark keeps his arm around my shoulders as he walks me over to Cole. “What did you and Sue do today, Savannah?”
I look up at him, trying to see if he knows. Keith promised to keep quiet, and Keith keeps his promises. “Why?” is all I manage to get out before he interrupts.
“Melanie told me you stopped by, and you had some questions.” Shit, I forgot to tell her to keep it to herself. “Are you really looking for a job in town?” Oh, he thinks I’m looking for a job. Okay, I’ll let him run with that until I speak with Cole.
“Something like that,” I mutter because I hate lying.
Cole studies my face as I come up to his side.
“There she is.” Frank nods. “Savannah, please meet—”
“Corporal Davie!” I reach out to shake his hand, smiling and pleasantly surprised. “How are you?”
Frank looks at both of us, confused. “I wasn’t aware you two knew one another.”
Davie shakes my hand. “We met when Savannah came to the camp a few weeks back. It’s nice to see you again.”
Keith appears as I tell Davie it’s good to see him again, giving me a nod toward Cole, wondering if I spoke with him yet. I quickly shake my head.
“Good, Keith, you’re here.” Cole grins. “I wanted to ask you, would you be interested in joining Blackstone?”
Keith's face lights up before he tucks it behind his mask.
“I’d be honored.”
“Happy to hear that. You’ll be active as soon as Savannah’s,” he pauses and lowers his voice, “case gets cleared up.”
I roll my eyes, hating all this.
“Wouldn’t want it any other way.” Keith glances over at me. “You’re up, buttercup.”
Pressing my lips together, I shake my head.
“Could you excuse us, please?” Cole leads me away from the group with his hand on my back, directing me to his office. Once inside away from the noise, he asks me if I’d like a drink.
“Yes, whatever you’re having,” I answer, making him stop and turn. I never ask for a brandy.
He studies me while he starts fixing our drinks, then leans against his desk while I sip my brandy a few feet away. I’m a bundle of nerves. This could go south if I’m not careful.