“No,” she shakes her head. “They would miss me, but they wouldn’tdie.”
“Do you want someone to take care of you?” I press her.
“Yes,” she whispers very quietly. “Trey is my Daddy. He will take care of me.”
I raise an eyebrow at that. I’m unfamiliar with what she is saying, but I don’t think it’s a great leap to say it’s something sexual. “Is he now?” I ask darkly. I think I might have to have a word or two with my not-grandson.
She nods and leans closer to me, tilting her head up.
I look down at her, her rosy lips are ripe for kissing as she pouts at me.
“I don’t want anyone to know that I get scared,” she whispers.
Now, we’re getting somewhere.
“Scared of what?”
“The responsibility, but mostly of failing.” She lowers her eyes.
“I won’t let you fail, Savannah.”
She raises her eyes again. “No, you won’t, will you. I trust you.”
“All you have to do is say the word, and I will take care of you.” I chance to say this because I know she won’t come to this idea on her own. She isn’t ready for it. But I need her to be ready.
“What about Trey?” she asks with a frown.
“You can have your thing with him, I won’t interfere. This will be between you and me. No one else.”
“You and me,” she says.
I drop the spell then. I don’t want her saying anything else while under the influence. She will remember everything that happened, and she won’t be suspicious about it. Everything she told me is the truth that she has buried deep down.
She blinks and then goes bright red. “I’m sorry,” she stammers. “I don’t know where all of that came from.”
“Don’t apologize, I’m here to help you, remember?”
“Yes,” she says with an emphatic nod of her head.
It makes a strand of her hair fall into her face. I risk curling it back behind her ear. She doesn’t pull away. Her lips have parted, and her breathing has gone heavier.
“Remember, Savannah, all you have to do is ask.”
She blinks, and then I leave her. I need her to thinkabout what I said because I will not chase her again. She is a beautiful creature that needs to be treated with respect and care. I want her to realize on her own that she can have everything she is looking for with me. I don’t care about her other men. She can keep them or discard them. I will continue to observe her individual relationships with them. I will continue to befriend them and make them trust me. The more they do, the easier it will be for her to come to me, and Iwillwait for her to come to me. As long as it takes.
Chapter 21
Jerrick
Savvie has been with Trey for three days now. It is killing me.
I know it was my stupid idea, but this is better than only half being with her. It’s all very well her saying we can still make love with her, but I’m a pussy man through and through, and I will only hurt her if I try anal with her.
I’m avoiding her. The other men are spending time with her, but I just can’t. If I go near her, Iwillhave her. So, I’m staying away. It’s hurting her, I know that. I didn’t need Rook and Theo on my case about it yesterday.
But today, I have succumbed to the need to see her. I’m still keeping my distance, I want to see her, but I don’t want to interact with her. I’m watching her and Trey have a picnic in the forest.
He has taken this time and used it to court her completely. It is romantic as fuck, and I can tell by her happy face that she is loving every second of it. I know they will make love soon. It’s why they are here, after all. I hate that is what it is as well. When we are all together, ravagingher, fucking her in all her holes, using her, pleasing her, it’s not making love. I don’t see it that way, anyway. I wonder if I can bear to stick around to watch it, or if I will have to leave. I know it’s creepy, but I don’t care.