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“Okay.”

Torren reaches up and twirls a strand of my hair through his fingertips, then rests his forehead on mine. My eyes flutter shut as his breath fans over my lips.

“You’re all I want, Firebird. Only you. I swear it.”

I nod again, just a little so as not to make him move, and then I whisper the truth against his lips.

“Okay.”

37

CALLIE

We’ve only been backat the hotel twenty minutes before I find myself knocking on Sav’s door.

If I don’t do it now, I’ll lose my nerve, and I refuse to put myself in a vulnerable position again. Not without covering all my bases. Not without being almost certain that I’m safe.

When the door opens, Sav’s still in pajamas with her hair in a messy bun, her dog wagging her body on the floor beside her. Ziggy attacks my legs with kisses, and when Sav sees it’s me, her face falls and her eyes flare as she waves me in.

“How are you doing? Fuck, what a mess, right? I told you those bastards are ruthless.”

I huff out a laugh. “Word travels fast.”

“Ham just left.”

When she goes to sit on the couch, I stop her with a quick glance around the room. Her security detail is by the wall, and I can hear music coming from Mabel’s room.

“Actually, Sav, can I talk to you in private?”

She pauses for a second before answering. “Yeah. We can talk in my room. Levi’s at the fitness center.”

I follow her into her bedroom. She takes a seat on the unmade bed, and I sit in a chair in the corner. It’s only a little awkward. I take a deep breath before speaking.

“I want to ask you a question, and I want you to be totally honestwith me. And I need you to know that no matter what you say, I won’t break my contract. I’ll still stay and help however I can with the whole stalker media diversion thing. If you want me to, of course. But I just...I need to know.”

Savannah sighs and gives me a grim smile.

“Callie, there is absolutely zero truth to the shit they printed today about me and Torren. There hasn’t been truth to it for a long ass time, now. But it’s a juicy story and they print what sells.”

When I don’t speak, she keeps talking.

“I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m completely obsessed with Levi,” she says with a smile that almost looks shy.

It’s the smile that makes me listen closer. It makes me open my heart more to what she’s saying.

“I’ve been in love with him since I was fifteen. It never changed. Torren and I...god, we were terrible for each other. We were terribletoeach other. I did and said a lot of things I regret, and one of the biggest is dragging things out with him as long as we did. You have nothing to worry about. Trust me.”

I bite the inside of my cheek as I consider what she’s just told me. The more I think about it, the more I believe her. But...

“And you’re sure it’s the same for him?”

“Yeah. I’m completely sure.” She smiles softly. “You have feelings for him.”

She doesn’t phrase it as a question, so I don’t answer. I don’t say anything—I just bite my cheek harder—but she still sees something in my expression that makes her smile widen.

“Calla Lily Sunrise James, listen to me.” She leans forward, holding eye contact so fiercely that I feel frozen, held captive by her stormy gray eyes. “You have absolutely nothing to worry about. Not about me and Torren, and not aboutyouand Torren. I know it.”

It almost seems as if she wants to say more, like she’s actively biting her tongue on some secret she’s dying to share, but she stays quiet. It makes my respect for her grow, and more importantly, it makes me trust her.