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I loosened my death grip on Vanna’s hair, my chest heaving as I felt the most exhilarating rush of testosterone I’d ever experienced in my entire fucking life.
I felt like I was literally floating, my legs and arms almost numb as I lowered myself back into the water and pulled Vanna on top of me.
“You almost did me in,” I said hoarsely before I pulled her head down to kiss her.
Truthfully, I was annihilated, physically and mentally, but I didn’t give a flying fuck.
Vanna could massacre me every day and twice on Sunday if this was what it was going to feel like.
After that, I’d start another week feeling like the luckiest bastard on Earth.
Savannah
“Stay with me, Vanna. Screw those assholes atDeadline America. Finish your article on the Darien Gap crisis. Do whatever makesyouhappy. Hell, I’ll buy that fucking network if you want your show back.”
“Oh, no, you won’t,” I said firmly.
I picked up a piece of cheese and eyed Chase to figure out what he was thinking.
Once we’d gotten out of the hot tub, we’d taken another shower. After that, we’d come downstairs because Chase had declared he was still hungry.
He’d cut up some fruit, cheese and pulled out the crackers before pouring us both a glass of good wine.
We were currently seated at the kitchen table in the middle of the night sharing the food and wine. I’d explained that I wasn’t really that horribly upset about the way I’d been treated byDeadline Americaanymore.
Yeah, it had been painful to get dumped by the executives simply because they wanted a prettier face, but I’d been in television for a decade. I knew we were always at the mercy of the whims of corporate, even if they were clueless.
Nothing lasted forever in television, that was certain.
Just the fact that I’d been doingDeadline Americafor so long was unusual.
My career was going to be in flux, but it was an inevitable move that was eventually going to happen at some time or the other.
I’d been mourning the sad ending to one phase of my career when Chase had come home from work.
He’d actually put my pain into perspective by stripping down to his underwear right in front of me.
Maybe it hadn’t been intentional, but his bold actions had made me realize how small my scar insecurities were compared to someone who’d really gotten kicked in the teeth.
He’d not only went through the horrific pain in the hospital and nearly lost his life, but he’d also been rejected by a woman he was dating. I couldn’t blame him for not wanting to try again with another woman who might or might not be quite as superficial.
Not once had Chase ever considered my scars hideous or ugly.
Did it really matter what some stuffed shirt in the corporate office of a small cable news channel thought about the scars on my face?
I chewed the piece of cheese and swallowed it with a sip of wine before I asked, “Do you really want me to stay? Chase, I have enough saved to get me through to my next career. I need to know exactly what and where that new career will be, but I certainly don’thaveto stay here.”
“Then do it because you want to,” he said insistently. “If you want me to get what I really want, you’ll stay. Is there a single question in your mind about what I want right now, Vanna? I’m asking you because I know exactly what I want. I’m looking at her and hoping to hell she wants the same thing. I’m happier than I’ve ever been in my entire life. As different as we may be, we fit, Vanna. I want you to stay with me and be my partner in everything.”
Our eyes locked and my heart skipped a beat.
Longing welled up inside me as I fell into his beautiful gray eyes.
It was definitely what I wanted.
I’d spent the majority of my adult life wandering the planet, continually restless and horribly lonely after I’d lost my mom.
I’d known something was missing.
