I can’t
stop thinking about how many guys she’s probably been with. The fact that I’ve
slept with her just makes me feel fuckin’ nasty.
Finally
able to form a sentence, Trixie burrows her eyes into me, “What the fuck is
stuck up your ass Kayden. Just because you cheated on your girlfriend, and she
left your ass doesn’t give you the right to be an asshole to me.”
“Nothing’s
stuck up my ass. I just don’t have any desire to fuck you when I know every guy
with a couple million in his bank account has stuck his dick in you. I made the
mistake of fuckin’ you before, but darlin’, it ain’t gonna happen again.”
Sneaking
a look over at Dixon and Braxton, I see them both kicked back and enjoying the
Trixie show. Just as Trixie is finally sliding off of the couch I hear
Brooklyn, “What the fuck are you doing with Trixie?” She shouts standing beside
our table, with her hands resting on her hips. Savannah’s standing beside her,
with a look of pain washing over her gorgeous face. It feels like a sucker punch
to my fuckin’ stomach. I don’t want her getting the wrong idea.
“Oh
Brooklyn, it is so nice to see you too.” Trixie says dryly.
Brooklyn
ignores Trixie, her focus is on me, her features are hard and cold, the funny
carefree best friend to my sweet Savannah is gone. She takes another step
getting inches away from Trixie. Snapping her attention from Trixie, Brooklyn
yells at Kayden, “What. The. Fuck. Is she doing here?”
Fuck
me, this night just keeps getting better. “Nothing’s going on. Trixie stopped
by to say hello, but she’s leaving now.” I turn my eyes back to Trixie,
emphasizing ‘now’.
I’m
pissed off at the moment because of the shit with Shayne last night, but I
still love Savannah and want to make things better between us. I just needed
some time to clear my head. Seeing those pictures really fucked with my head.
All the shit with Lulu instantly came back to me.
Trixie
turns her attention to Savannah, “I can’t leave without introducing myself. We
haven’t had the privilege of meeting yet!” God her voice is like fuckin’ nails
on a chalk board. I swear my ears are going to start bleeding if I have to
listen to her talk much longer. I’m too drunk to deal with this shit.
Stepping
forward, Savannah stares intensely at Trixie with her poker face on. She’s sizing
her up. I can’t control the smile stretching across my face and notice Braxton
and Dixon have leaned forward in preparation of their front row seat for the
event about to go down. Savannah doesn’t take shit from nobody. Trixie doesn’t
know who she’s messing with.
Giving
her a small wave, and a half smile, Savannah introduces herself. “I’m Savannah,
Kayden’s fiancée.”
Hearing
those words come out of her mouth sucks all the air from my lungs. I love her
more than I love life itself, and to hear her call herself my fiancée after
everything we’ve been through…It’s the greatest feeling ever. But bittersweet,
because even though I love hearing it, it also makes my chest ache because I
can’t get the image out of my head of her with Shayne last night.
“Well
nice to finally meet you Savannah. Maybe now that you’re here, Kayden will pull
whatever the hell is shoved up his ass out. He isn’t the usual Kayden I’ve come
to know and love. He’s been a total prick to me.” Flashing her eyes from
Savannah to me momentarily, Trixie has a look in her eye that tells me she’s
not trying to play nice with Savannah.
Trixie
is trudging on choppy waters right now. I don’t for a second doubt Savannah
will go all country on her ass if she says the wrong thing. My girl is small but
she’s a bad ass if you push her too far.
Clearing
her throat, Brooklyn reaches over the table, and snatches Dixon’s shot out of
his hand. “I think you may want this.” She says holding it out to Savannah.
Rolling
her eyes she reaches out, taking the shot from Brooklyn. “Yeah my staying