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ChapterFifteen
SAVANNAH
After a restless night’s sleep, I woke with a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach.
I intended to visit the garage today to find out when the part would arrive. If Grace said it would take longer, I’d beg and plead to take the Firenza to go fetch the replacement seal my damn self. I couldn’t take it any longer.
My dreams—both haunting and beautiful—made me realize my feelings had become more and more entangled where Donovan was concerned. If I was going to do this, I needed to do it now.
No more waiting around.
I worked out the kinks in the plan, and the pain in my gut had eased somewhat. I’d drive Donovan to a safe location. A motel somewhere maybe, and take a photograph on the cell, send it to Gideon, and wait for him to arrive with my uncle in tow. I’d loosen Donovan’s cuffs and arrange an exchange, armed to the teeth, ready to fight Donovan and Will out. If I died trying, so be it. At least I wouldn’t feel like the scum of the earth, a wretched human being, a pathetic—
The phone rang in my room, piercing my thoughts. I yanked the covers away from where I lay on the bed and picked up the handset.
“Hello?”
“Sorry to disturb you, Savannah,” Lilly’s sweet voice said through the line, “but Grace just dropped off your keys to your truck. She said it’s all fixed. She’s got to go out today, so she left a message to say that maybe you can catch up later before you leave.”
“Oh,” I replied, my fogged mind trying to catch up. “That’s great. Thanks, Lilly.”
My wish came true. The truck was now fixed.But how to play this?Should I take a walk in town to search for Donovan, running into the townspeople, accepting their kindness with a lump in my throat before carrying out my plan?
I can’t do that, I panicked,but I can take the coward’s way out.
“Lilly?” I said, recalling she was still on the line.
“Yes, dear?”
“Do you have a number where I can call Donovan Darman?”
She chuckled with warmth, as if eager to reunite the two lovebirds. A couple of numbers later, I said my goodbyes and dialed Donovan’s home number with a shaking hand.
It went to an answering machine after a few rings, so I hung up. I finally reached him at his office.
“Donovan,” he answered. Even his voice had butterflies dancing in my stomach.
Taking a deep breath and placing a hand against my abdomen, I said, “Hi. It’s Savannah. Lilly gave me your number.”
“Hi Savannah,” he greeted, more cheerily than I’d expected. “I’m glad she did.”
I laughed. Cracked and nervous laughter. “Erm, I just wanted to let you know that I have my truck back. Maybe we could take a picnic somewhere before I have to leave?”
“Oh, no.” He chuckled. “You mentioned you wanted to go dancing. So, sweetheart, we’re going dancing.”
“Great,” I bit out, punching the bed. Yes, I’d mentioned it. But I’d also pinned my hopes on the isolation, taking him away from the town. A picnic, quiet, with no people around. “About seven?”
“Sounds good. I’ll pick you up and we can go to The Gray Robin. It’s close to the creek. They have a dance floor and play good music.”
“Great. But I’ll pick you up. Grace dropped the keys off to my truck this morning.” Again, I tried to laugh but failed.
“Okay. I’ll meet you at the inn at seven.”
“Wonderful. Lovely. It sounds great. I’ll see you at seven.”
“Savannah, are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I feel sad about leaving this place, that’s all. Bye Donovan.”
