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“She likes me? Savannah?”
Val gives me a look. “Who else?”
“She said that though? That she likes me?” I don’t care that I sound like a little boy with a crush.
“I believe her words were something along the lines ofI’m starting to like your stupid brother.”
I grin. “That does sound like something she would say.”
When she purses her lips, I feel like she might have more to say, so I stay quiet.
Guess we are using interrogation techniques.
Finally, she sighs. “I probably shouldn’t tell you this, since you and Aspen were too bullheaded to listen when Savannah tried to tell you herself, but I think it might be helpful if you knew…”
I lean forward. “Knew what?”
Val lifts her gaze from the table to meet mine. “Savannah never slept with Leland.”
Time creaks to a stop.
“Say that again.”
“Savannah never slept with Leland.”
“She told you that?”
Val nods.
A staggering wave of relief crashes into me and I slump back in my seat.
Savannah never slept with Leland.
I hadn’t realized how much that had been bothering me until right now.
And it won’t bother me anymore, becauseSavannah never slept with Leland.
Something that feels like victory fills my chest and I stand from my chair. “Your guard is waiting for you by your car. He’ll follow you home.”
Val blinks at me. “Where are you going?”
“Home,” I answer as I stride to the door.
Because Savannah never slept with Leland.
CHAPTER55
Savannah
I closemy eyes and take a big gulp of water.
If this was my old life, I’d head over to Trader Joe’s for my usual celebration fare of cheap wine and a treat from their bakery because I just put the final touches on the final painting for my next show.
I should’ve finished last night, but I’d been inspired to start a piece for a whole new collection. But finishing today is fine, since my show isn’t for another couple of weeks.
I’m taking another drink of water, thinking about how I need to figure out a way to get some music in my studio, when my name is bellowed so loud I jump, spilling water all down my front.
I’m still trying to brush beads of water off my shirt when King comes storming into the kitchen.
