Page 22 of Entwined Hearts
“Aren’t you a divorce lawyer or something?” I still didn’t know what he was doing here.
“He does a little bit of everything,” Savannah said.
I let out an amused, sarcastic huff and looked over at her. “Is that right?”
She wrenched her jaw and sprang out of her chair. “Let’s go have a talk outside,” she said, her voice low and confrontational in a way that startled me and somehow turned me on at the same time.
It wasn’t the way I had planned on getting her alone to talk, but beggars couldn’t be choosers.
Once we were outside behind the building, she whirled on me. “What the hell is your problem? You’ve been acting like an asshole since the second you got here.”
“My problem is that fucking snake in there,” I said through gritted teeth. I couldn’t stand him with his perfect suit, perfect hair, and perfect smile. Couldn’t stand the thought of her wanting him or needing him the way Iachedfor her.
“Levi?” She scoffed. “Are you serious?”
“He looks at you like he knows you, and I can’t stand it.” Couldn’t stand it because it felt like I didn’t anymore.
“I don’t give a shit what you do and don’t like!” She stormed up to me, eyes burning with a fierceness I’d never seen from her. “You can’t show up here acting like some jealous high school boyfriend. If he can help with the ranches, we should let him. I’ve been working with him all week; he’s harmless.”
“I’m not just some high school boyfriend, Savannah, and you know it,” I said lowly, taking a step with each retreating one she made. It pissed me off that that’s what she thought we were when it was so much more.
Her eyes widened when she hit the wall, looking at it and then at me, her breathing quick and shallow. “An hour-long engagement doesn’t count, Weston,” she rasped. “We were just kids and didn’t know what we were doing.”
“That’s still a lot more than what you’re making it out to be, don’t you think?” I braced my good arm on the wall next to her head. “And I knew damn well what I was doing. I wanted you to bemy wife, Savannah. So don’t you try and rewrite what was between us. I was there.”
She swallowed roughly, her eyes flitting all over my face before settling on my mouth. “You need to let this thing with Levi go,” she whispered. “He can help us. Get information from them.”
I could hardly think with the way she was looking at me, at my mouth. One word, onelook,from her to do it, and I’d kiss her until the world ended. “Give me one good reason why I should trust him.”
Her eyes met mine, pupils wide with desire. A look I never thought I’d see from her again. “Because I don’t want him.”
She slid along the wall out of my reach and went back inside, leaving me in the alley, heart pounding and stunned. Not from her words, but the implication of them.
8
Savannah
“Okay, there’s cookies, candy, popcorn, chips, pizza rolls, a charcuterie board, and sangria for you cruel bitches who requested it,” Anna said out of breath, her hands rubbing her lower back. “My work is done.”
I stared at the spread she had laid out on her kitchen island for our girls’ night. It was a lot. I should’ve been thankful that she’d gone to all this trouble so late in her pregnancy, but truthfully, I wanted to go home. I didn’t feel like snacking on junk and socializing with the girls. I wanted to bury my head in the sand and pretend that my life wasn’t imploding. But when I tried to fake a migraine, Delilah threatened to cut up my gold under-eye patches that were seventy-five dollars a container.
So here I was.
“It looks amazing, Anna,” Brittany said, giving her a side hug.
“Thanks,” she said. “I’m gonna go sit now, my back is killing me. Y’all can hand-feed me like we’re in the Roman times, though.” That earned a few giggles.
I poured a huge glass of sangria, popped a few Sour Patch Kids in my mouth, and went to the couch to sit next to Tess. Shewas staring at the ground, looking about as miserable as I was. “You okay, bug?”
“Yeah,” she said. “I just hate leaving Luke. You think he’s okay with Emmett?”
I scoffed. “Please. They’re probably having the time of their lives.” They had become obsessed with each other in the month Tess had been home, and I knew she was secretly happy about it, no matter how much she wanted to hover.
“How’s the custody stuff going?” I asked.
She straightened. “Oh, you know, not very fun.” She tucked her hair behind her ears, her cheeks a little pink. “But Levi isgreat, which you know of course since you see him all the time. I’ve only met with him a few times, but every time we’ve talked since, he’s been really kind and informative about everything.”
I bit back a smile. Pretty sure that was the most she had said in one sitting since she moved back. But my sister always ran her mouth when she got nervous.
