Page 86 of Sweet Surrender
“Bit of a coincidence though. He arrived in Vegas the night after youguys got married, and now Sav thought she saw someone who looked like him?” Fox replied, scanning the room as if he could pick Liam out of the crowd.
“Yeah. And you know what I say about coincidences.” There was nosuch thing in my opinion.
“What do you want me to do?” Fox asked with no hesitation.
“Aside from keeping your eyes peeled for the cunt, nothing for thetime being. Brian’s in touch with his contacts, they’ll do what they need to do to find him.”
Fox nodded in understanding. We both knew Brian had connectionsto a mercenary company called Apollo. The man who ran the organization lived under the radar of law enforcement and was the best in his business.
It cost a pretty penny to utilize his services, but he always delivered.
“If he’s still here, he’s a bigger fool than I ever gave him credit for,”Fox mumbled. I couldn’t have agreed more. “Standby, your wife’s on her way over.”
I hadn’t noticed Dominique had disappeared, and Savannah wasmaking a beeline for me with an enormous grin on her face. I barely had a second to prepare myself for her when she jumped into my arms, squealing in my ear.
“Can I assume by your reaction that your talk with Dominique wentwell?” I said, lowering her to the floor but gripping her hips to steady her.
“Nash, it was amazing! She’s offered me a chance to showcase someof my designs in the catwalk show she’s hosting in three months. It’s in Paristhough, but I’d love to go! Am I allowed to go?” she gushed, her eyes shining brightly.
I didn’t think she realized she’d just asked my permission.
“Of course you can go, sweetheart. And well done, I’m so fuckingproud of you,” I replied, squeezing her luscious hips.
“Congratulations, Sav,” Fox said, beaming down at her, as proud as Iwas. “Do you know what designs you’re going to show?”
Savannah tensed in my arms, and the excitement drained from herface. Her panicked eyes dashed from Fox to me, before she stepped out of my grasp.
“Oh,” she said, her hands coming up to clutch her cheeks. “I haven’tactually got anything to show off. How did I forget that?” Her eyes widened as her reality crashed down around her. “What am I going to do? I haven’t got any of the equipment or material I would need to make one outfit, let alone five!”
Grabbing her hands, I pulled them away from her cheeks, holdingthem firmly in mine as I leaned into her.
“I can help with that.”
Leaving Fox to find his conquest for the night, Savannah and I snuckout while the auction carried on.
In the limo on the way home, she sat on my lap, and although I knewher mind was trying to work overtime figuring out how she was going to makeclothes without the shit she needed, I did my best to distract her. Namely, with my mouth on hers.
It took every ounce of willpower to not finger fuck her, or better yet,pull out my achingly hard cock, and make her ride it right there on the backseat. But I was sticking to my vow, I wasn’t going to touch Savannah until she’d given me her surrender.
Kissing excluded, of course.
Brian stopped the car outside the house and held the rear door open.I got out first, helping a flushed Savannah to her feet, and not bothering to hide the erection in my pants.
We said our goodnights to Brian, and I led Savannah into the house,but instead of taking her up to the bedroom, and stripping her out of her clothes like I was desperate to do, I led her down the hallway.
“Where are we going?” Savannah asked, her voice hoarse.
“Wait and see,” I replied, smiling at her. She just couldn’t help herselffrom asking questions.
Pulling her to a stop outside the room I’d kept locked since I broughther home, Savannah’s eyes widened in curiosity as she looked from me to the solid oak door. I took the key out of my pocket and unlocked the door before pushing it open.
The room was in darkness, and Savannah hesitated for a briefsecond before I placed my hand on her lower back and gently pushed, encouraging her to step inside. As she did, I leaned against the doorframe, reaching out to flick the light switch on.
The room lit up, and a gasp left Savannah. I stared at her,watching as her eyes roamed everywhere, taking in the surprise I’d spent months arranging. I couldn’t take all the credit, Dominique helped.
“Nash…I...I,” she trailed off as she took a step further into the room.
The room that was now her design studio.
