Sam fucking Reynolds.
CHAPTER 3
THE SHIT HITS THE FAN
All I could do was stare. I couldn’t move. I have no idea how long I stood there for. I woke up from my trance and Georgia came to the end of the stage. She met me at the stages steps. We got to the bottom when Sam casually strolled over to us, his hands kept in his pockets. He was no longer the 18 year old boy who I fell in love with. The boy who rocked my world in more ways than one. The one who just needed to look at me with those eyes and I’d jump off a bridge for him. He was about 6 foot 1. Hair sandy blonde/ brown like mine but wavy and it grew out over his ears and touched his ear lobes. It looked highlighted but I guessed it was because he loved the beach and he always went any time he had the chance. His parents had a beach house at the Jersey shore and I figured he still went there when he wasn’t traveling for work. The remnants of a tan were still displayed on his chiseled cheeks and nose. His eye lashes were dark and curled up at the tips. His facial hair resembled a 5 o’clock shadow and he wore a pair of khakis and a button down dress shirt. It was a light green and white pinstripe and two button were undone at the top. His sleeves were rolled up half way to his forearm. A silver watch hung from his left arm. The watch I gave him for his college graduation. Go figure. I hadn’t talked to him in nearly 5 years. The only times I ever saw him were at our towns Christmas tree lighting but I always kept my head down and hid anywhere I could. As soon as the tree was lit, I ran for the hills. I’m not sure if he ever saw me but I kind of think I’m not that slick to have fooled him into thinking I wasn’t there. He knew I went every year. He looked different but familiar. It was a more mature look. No doubt from the exposure of him traveling to other countries and sampling different cultures. He looked thinner than 5 years ago but I imagined he took off his post college drinking weight. His shoulders were broad and his neck was long and lean.
As he got closer to me and Georgia she grabbed my arm. Not sure why but I was grateful because my knees felt weak at his approach. Why, why, why!!! I yelled in my head. Oh God please don’t talk to me. Just ignore me like I’d like to do to you. It’s not going to work. His intense eyes bore through me. Those eyes are not going to do this to me. Never again, I told myself. Don’t fall for it Savannah.
“Savy. Georgia.” He very flatly stated. His lip curved up on the side as he spoke.
I again was speechless but Georgia took care of that.
“ What the hell are you doing here Reynolds. We were told you were away somewhere probably fucking everything across the pond and beyond”.
He let out a sarcastic laugh. “ Same old Georgia. You kiss your mom with that mouth? And yes I was across the pond as you put it Georgia but it was strictly business. I can assure you my pants were on.”
Georgia bit her lip and answered him back. “ And I can assure you that we do not give two shits if your pants were on or not.”
“I was simply trying to be a gentleman and say hello to you both. I don’t think there is any harm in that.”
Georgia rolled her eyes.
“Gentleman? I don’t see a gentleman. Why don’t you just go back over there with your friends and continue to be the asshat that you are.“ His mouth curled up on one side as he took in the humor of her statement.
I peaked at his perfect white straight teeth when he grinned. Look at those perfect teeth! Zoom whitening maybe? Veneers? Why was I thinking that. My gaze took me to look at the floor.
“Well nice running into you too Georgia. Please send your mom my love. My mom tells me they see each other all the time at the shops.”
Sam’s mom still worked in a diner across the street from Duffy’s and she was a hostess there.
“OHH I’ll make sure to tell her that Sam.”
Georgia’s tone was less than enthusiastic. Before he turned
CHAPTER 3
THE SHIT HITS THE FAN
All I could do was stare. I couldn’t move. I have no idea how long I stood there for. I woke up from my trance and Georgia came to the end of the stage. She met me at the stages steps. We got to the bottom when Sam casually strolled over to us, his hands kept in his pockets. He was no longer the 18 year old boy who I fell in love with. The boy who rocked my world in more ways than one. The one who just needed to look at me with those eyes and I’d jump off a bridge for him. He was about 6 foot 1. Hair sandy blonde/ brown like mine but wavy and it grew out over his ears and touched his ear lobes. It looked highlighted but I guessed it was because he loved the beach and he always went any time he had the chance. His parents had a beach house at the Jersey shore and I figured he still went there when he wasn’t traveling for work. The remnants of a tan were still displayed on his chiseled cheeks and nose. His eye lashes were dark and curled up at the tips. His facial hair resembled a 5 o’clock shadow and he wore a pair of khakis and a button down dress shirt. It was a light green and white pinstripe and two button were undone at the top. His sleeves were rolled up half way to his forearm. A silver watch hung from his left arm. The watch I gave him for his college graduation. Go figure. I hadn’t talked to him in nearly 5 years. The only times I ever saw him were at our towns Christmas tree lighting but I always kept my head down and hid anywhere I could. As soon as the tree was lit, I ran for the hills. I’m not sure if he ever saw me but I kind of think I’m not that slick to have fooled him into thinking I wasn’t there. He knew I went every year. He looked different but familiar. It was a more mature look. No doubt from the exposure of him traveling to other countries and sampling different cultures. He looked thinner than 5 years ago but I imagined he took off his post college drinking weight. His shoulders were broad and his neck was long and lean.
As he got closer to me and Georgia she grabbed my arm. Not sure why but I was grateful because my knees felt weak at his approach. Why, why, why!!! I yelled in my head. Oh God please don’t talk to me. Just ignore me like I’d like to do to you. It’s not going to work. His intense eyes bore through me. Those eyes are not going to do this to me. Never again, I told myself. Don’t fall for it Savannah.
“Savy. Georgia.” He very flatly stated. His lip curved up on the side as he spoke.
I again was speechless but Georgia took care of that.
“ What the hell are you doing here Reynolds. We were told you were away somewhere probably fucking everything across the pond and beyond”.
He let out a sarcastic laugh. “ Same old Georgia. You kiss your mom with that mouth? And yes I was across the pond as you put it Georgia but it was strictly business. I can assure you my pants were on.”
Georgia bit her lip and answered him back. “ And I can assure you that we do not give two shits if your pants were on or not.”
“I was simply trying to be a gentleman and say hello to you both. I don’t think there is any harm in that.”
Georgia rolled her eyes.
“Gentleman? I don’t see a gentleman. Why don’t you just go back over there with your friends and continue to be the asshat that you are.“ His mouth curled up on one side as he took in the humor of her statement.
I peaked at his perfect white straight teeth when he grinned. Look at those perfect teeth! Zoom whitening maybe? Veneers? Why was I thinking that. My gaze took me to look at the floor.
“Well nice running into you too Georgia. Please send your mom my love. My mom tells me they see each other all the time at the shops.”
Sam’s mom still worked in a diner across the street from Duffy’s and she was a hostess there.
“OHH I’ll make sure to tell her that Sam.”
Georgia’s tone was less than enthusiastic. Before he turned
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