Page 43 of Bursting With Love
“A bobcat, Van?” Josh had recently gotten engaged to his childhood crush, Riley Banks, and now they were full business partners at JRB Designs. Ever since the engagement, Josh had been reaching out to Savannah more often. They both lived in Manhattan, but before Riley had come into his life, Josh had kept to himself. Savannah was glad for the change, and she enjoyed seeing him.
“Just a little one. It scared the shit out of me, but Jack scared it away. How’s Riley?”
“Amazing, as always.”
Savannah sat on the edge of her desk. “Why does everyone have an amazing love life but me?”
“Still bummed about Connor?” Josh asked.
“I can’t even believe I stayed with him as long as I did. Why didn’t you guys knock some sense into me?” Savannah stood and paced, rubbing an ache at the base of her neck. She hadn’t told her brothers about Connor cheating on her, and she wasn’t going to go down that road now. She’d like to forget Connor ever existed.
“Like you would have listened?”
You know me too well. “Okay, enough about him. What else is going on?”
“Kaylie’s singing at a concert in Central Park tonight. Blake and Danica are going to be there, and Ri and I thought you might want to join us.” Kaylie was Danica’s sister.
“Kaylie’s singing again?” Kaylie had given up her singing career when she had twins a few years earlier. Savannah toyed with the idea of going to the concert. She had nothing else planned, and the idea of sitting around her apartment thinking of Jack was torture.
“I think she’s testing the waters. Blake said they were coming along to support her because this is her first big event since she had Trevor and Lexi. I think it’ll be fun. We can hang and talk, maybe go for a drink.”
Savannah did want to pick Danica’s brain about her apparent inability to date men without baggage. “Sure, what time? I have a lot of stuff to catch up on here.”
“Eight?”
“I think I can make that. I’ll meet you at the bridge.”
Savannah ended the call, and before she could get interrupted, she called Connor.
“Hey, Savannah. I was beginning to think you’d dropped off the face of the earth.”
Despite loathing how he’d treated her and the way he’d disregarded her feelings and disrespected her, she felt a spear of lust shoot right through her at the sound of Connor’s smooth, sensual voice. She cleared her throat and put her hand on her hip, steeling herself against his seductive ways.
“Nope. I’m still around, but, Connor, I’m not sure why you’re still calling me. We broke up, remember?” She couldn’t believe she was even wasting her breath on him.
“Hell, Savannah. That was nothing. Mimi’s just a friend.”
She could hear the smile in his voice, and it infuriated her. “Just a friend. That’s supposed to make it better? Connor, do you even hear yourself?”
“Babe, calm down.”
“Didn’t you ever take Dating 101? You never tell a woman to calm down. I’m done, Connor. I’ve wasted enough breath on you. Please don’t contact me again.” She ended the call with a shaking hand. Clapping noises came from behind her, and she spun around, ready to tell someone off. Her eldest brother, Treat, filled the doorframe, dressed in a dark suit and tie, his thick black hair perfectly coiffed and a proud smile on his lips.
“Bravo.” Treat wrapped his arms around Savannah. At six foot six, he towered over her.
She hugged him halfheartedly and stepped away, still agitated from talking to Connor. “What are you doing here?”
“Business meeting. I’m flying back home at six.” Treat and his wife, Max, lived in Weston on the property adjacent to their father’s.
“I have a bone to pick with you.”
“Dad said you were a little miffed at me.” He raised his eyebrows. “I’m not sure I want to be on the other end of your wrath after witnessing you taking down Connor Dean. Be gentle.”
She pushed him playfully as he lowered himself into a chair. “You checked up on Jack Remington?”
Treat didn’t even flinch. “Of course.”
“What do you mean, of course? Treat, I’m thirty-four years old. I think I can take care of myself.”
“I have no doubt of that,” he said. Treat crossed his legs and reached one thick arm over the back of the chair beside him. “Vanny, why are you so angry?”
“Because.” Connor’s an ass, and I really like Jack and I got hurt again. “I just don’t see why you’re always following up on what I’m doing. It’s…invasive.”
