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So, should I call him? Should I make up some reason that I need help? Should I pretend that I need saving? Or just wait for it to happen again? And if I make it to the end of the week without needing help, will I not being able to call him at all, unless I'm willing to lie. And then, I might just fly home to Texas without ever seeing him again.
Once I'm gone, there's no reason for me to come back. I don't recall dad ever saying Jonas came back to Texas in the last few years. So, that will be it. My dream man, slipping right out of my fingers. Not that I think I have a chance with him anyway, but there's something about him that just makes me want to spend as much time with him as I can. Even if I just get to be close to him it feels like it might be enough.
No, who am I kidding? It would never be enough. I want him, and I want him bad. There's no way I'm going to get away with just spending some time with him. It will only end up torturing me even more. I'll go home with an unfulfilled dream, made even more painful and raw by the fact that I spent so much time with him. In other words, I should cut it off now. It's for the best.
Right, that's it. I've had enough. I'm leaving Las Vegas. I'm going to get a new flight booked, see if I can do it without spending too much money, and then I'm out of here. I'm going to leave here tonight, and never see the city again.
Or any of the people in it.
But if I do that...
If I do that, I'll definitely miss out on the chance to see Jonas. And even though I just convinced myself that it will be too painful to see him again, I'm already regretting that decision. A decision I haven't even fully made yet. That makes me think it's the wrong decision.
Or it's the right decision, and I should call the airport right now and see if I can get a different flight booked.
God, this is so annoying. Everything is just going around in my head, over and over. I don't know what would be the right thing to do. The one thing I do know is, I can't just sit here in this hotel room thinking it over for the next six days. I've got to make a choice.
I reach for my phone, determined to just go for it. I don't want to waste any more time. That's not what this trip is about. I dial a number and put the phone to my ear, listening to the dial tone and wait for it to connect.
I know what I'm going to do.
Chapter Eleven
Jonas
My phone rings on my desk, and I stare at it for a moment. An unknown number. Normally, that would mean someone has managed to get my cell and they're trying to sell me something. Normally, I would let them leave a message and not bother to answer it.
But this isn't a normal day, is it? This is the day after I gave Savannah my number, and I don't have hers. Which means, if she was calling, I wouldn't recognize her number.
I reach for the phone so fast that I almost knock over my cup of coffee, sending it spilling over my keyboard. My heart is already thundering in my throat at the near miss when I answer the call. Another thing that is so unlike me. I've always been proud of my graceful movements, the way I'm in control of my body. Not when it comes to Savannah, apparently.
“Hello?” I ask, hope flooding as painfully in my head as my heart.
“Hi, Jonas?” Savannah says, her voice a little timid.
I feel an immediate rush of gratitude. I have to thank God for getting her to call me so soon. I wasn't expecting it. “Are you alright?” I ask, my relief quickly giving way to concern. I told her to call me if she needed help, after all.
“Yes, I'm fine,” Savannah says quickly. I breathe a sigh of relief as she continues. “I just... I'm sorry, I know you said that I should only call you if I needed help. But I enjoyed spending time with you yesterday, and I wondered if you were free again today.”
I laugh, a sound made of pure joy that actually makes my assistant look up from outside my doorway. He stares at me from his desk, frowning. I guess he must not be used to the noise. “I had a good time, too,” I say. “You know what, let me cancel everything for the rest of the day. It's only boring business meetings anyway, and I deserve a break. We can spend the rest of the day together. Give me about an hour or so and I'll be there to pick you up.”
