Page 146 of Built to Fall
She gives me a knowing smirk, pulling a napkin out of the holder and wiping the table down in a methodical motion.
“So sex is part of the hang-up too?” Savannah asks, and I nod. “What are you worried about?”
“Grant has a reputation. One that doesn’t involve girlfriends or anything long-term. I knew that the first time we hooked up.” I pause, looking at the ceiling tiles. “Yet, I’m not built for that. As much as I’d love for him to prove that the sex I had with my ex-boyfriend was the worst of it, I can’t stand that being all it is. I’m already trying to keep my feelings for him at bay, and the more I keep doing this stuff with him, the more I’m worried about him not feeling the same.”
Saying the truth out loud feels like unloading a gun.
Savannah leans in again, like she’s about to share a federal secret. “I know you weren’t around to see many of Grant’s hookups, but trust me, if you blinked, you missed them. And I promise you, he never looked at any of them the way he looks at you.”
“You’re exaggerating.”
She holds up a finger, pulling her phone out of her pocket. Before I can even ask what she’s doing, her phone is ringing and on speaker between us.
“Hey, Savvy, what’s up?” A familiar voice asks.
“Is that Braxton?”I mouth, and Savannah nods.
“Hey, quick question,” Savannah replies quickly, making her voice a few octaves higher, trying to sound vulnerable. “Do you think I haveanychance with Grant?”
There’s a long sigh on the other side of the line. “Sav…” he trails off, sounding conflicted. “Do you want me to be honest?”
Savannah shoots me a look that says, "Watch this," before saying, “Always.”
Braxton doesn’t hesitate. “Not a chance in hell.”
I blink, stunned. Savannah grins smugly at me.
“Why?” she asks, although we both know she already knows the answer.
“Because,” Braxton says simply, “he’s already gone for her. Everyone sees it, Savannah. He doesn’t even try to hide it. He’s different with her.”
My stomach twists, and I sit a little straighter in my chair.“Me?”I mouth.
She nods, confirming it.
“Okay, good. I wasn’t being serious, by the way, just proving a point.”
“Oh thank God.” Braxton sounds relieved. “I really thought I was going to have to be the one to break your heart, Sav.”
“Yeah right,” she quickly retorts before saying a quick goodbye and hanging up the phone. “See?” Savannah slides her phone back into her bag with a victorious smirk. “Sometimes you just need outside confirmation.”
I shake my head, trying to play it cool, but I can feel the flush crawling up my neck. “I didn’t ask for confirmation.”
“No,” she says, “but you needed it.”
I wouldn’t admit it, but I really did. “Thank you for that.”
“You can repay me by going to Grant’s house and letting him give you the best orgasm of your life,” she says with a smirk.
I choke on a laugh, nearly spilling what’s left of my drink. “Savannah!”
“What?” she says innocently, though there’s nothing innocent about the gleam in her eyes. “I’m just saying, there’s nothing to even think about here. He likes you, you like him. He’s hot, you’re hot. You’ve already kissed, and he’s made you come. You obviously want to have sex with him.” She pauses, then adds, “At least you’ll get the best sex of your life out of it until he gets his head out of his ass.”
I stare down at the lid of my coffee cup, tracing the edge with my thumb.
“You’re surprisingly good at this, you know?”
“Yeah, well, I’ve been through it enough,” she jokes, making us both laugh.
