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She closed her eyes as her head tightened with pain. She should take some painkillers. She went to stand, but she paused, staring at the blank computer screen.
She bit her lip. She’d promised Logan she wouldn’t go looking. Wasn’t like she was going to find anything anyway. But she was growing increasingly stressed. Logan was doing his best to ease her worry by distracting her. And that worked when he was around. It was hard to think of anything else while he was making love to her—in pretty much every room of the house.
Still, maybe she’d just have a little look. Logan didn’t need to know. She opened up a browser just as there was a knock at the front door. With a small shriek, she closed the browser, placing her hand on her chest.
Who the hell was that?
She moved to the front door cautiously, her heart racing.
“Savi? It’s Lila.”
Savannah paused at the familiar voice. A wave of relief made her feel light-headed for a moment, and she had to place her hand against the wall of the passage to steady herself.
“Savannah? Are you all right? Knock once for okay, twice if you’re in trouble.”
Savannah had to grin. “I’m fine. I’m coming.” She paused briefly to check herself in the hall mirror. Okay, a bit wan, but she didn’t look terrible. She peeked out the window next to the door to check no one else was with Lila. She’d never take her safety for granted again. After seeing that Lila was alone, Savannah opened the door with a smile.
“Hey, I didn’t know you were coming over.”
Lila smiled back. Her hands were full of mail and a casserole dish. “I came with Trace. He came over to help Logan for a while.”
Guilt filled her as she stepped back and let Lila inside. She shut and locked the door once more. “I hope it’s not a huge inconvenience to help us out. I’ve tried to convince Logan I’ll be fine while he works, but he's even more overprotective now that Max is gone.”
Savannah led the way into the kitchen as she spoke. Lila set the casserole dish down on the counter with a sigh, placing the pile of mail beside it. “More protective? I didn’t think that was possible.”
“Me either,” Savannah said dryly as she put on a fresh pot of coffee.
“I brought you over some lasagna.”
Savannah placed the dish in the fridge. “Thank you.”
“How are you? You look better.”
“Meaning I looked like shit before?” Savannah leaned against the kitchen island.
“No, of course not,” Lila said quickly. Then she grinned. “Well, maybe.”
“Bitch,” Savannah replied fondly. “So you came to check up on me?”
“I miss you.”
Savannah looked away, feeling somewhat embarrassed. Then she forced herself to look back. Lila was her friend. “I’m sorry I haven’t felt like doing anything with you and Laken lately.”
“We understand, Savi. Laken even more than me. She said to give you time but
to keep telling you that we’re here for you. No matter what.” Lila leaned over and squeezed her hand. “She wanted to come over too, but she’d so busy at the shop she hasn’t had time.”
“I’m glad it’s doing so well for her.”
“It is. She needs help but won’t admit it. She’s trying to do everything herself, but I think Duncan’s about to put his foot down.”
Savannah grinned. “Laken’s going to take that well.” Duncan might be Laken’s Dom, but she didn’t appreciate being told what to do outside of play.
“Sparks will fly.” Lila waggled her eyebrows. “So, we’ve got a few hours to kill while Trace helps Logan, how about we find some stupid movie to trash and devour some ice cream?”
“Sure. I hope I’ve got some ice cream.”
Lila placed a hand on her chest, pretending to be shocked. “What? You don’t have ice cream? Say it isn’t so. Don’t you have stock in Ben and Jerry’s? I thought the delivery truck stopped here each week.”
