Page 58 of Stuck Bayou


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Because if he hated that idea, if he said anything like ‘I have everything I need in Louisiana, why would I want to go anywhere else?’ it would break her heart.

“You sure?” He was frowning. “You look weird.”

“Uh, thanks.” She gave him an eyeroll because she figured he’d expect that. She swallowed, trying to find some sass. “It’s probably boredom that you’re seeing in my eyes. I’ve been sitting here waiting forever.”

“Well, I didn’t know how this whole thing worked. If they brought our bags to us somewhere, or if you hoity-toity first-class people got to wait somewhere separate from the rest of us riff-raff or what.”

He grinned and Savannah felt her lower body clench. Fuck. He was so hot when he was…okay, doing anything. Dammit. But this teasing side combined with the little-boy-experiencing-new-things was fucking adorable.

“If I had my way, they would…” She trailed off on her snarky response about keeping the people who fly coach in another area. She swallowed and finally just said, “I’m sorry.”

Theo’s brow creased. “Sorry for what?”

“For not waiting upstairs for you. It didn’t even occur to me that you wouldn’t know what to do or where to go. And…I should have gotten you a seat with me. That was just me being bitchy.” Her gaze was locked on the neckline of the long-sleeved t-shirt he wore.

He was wearing that long-sleeved, dark gray shirt with his jeans and boots like it was his damned job. He looked so good. The cotton molded to his shoulders, chest and abs and…well, she knew exactly what those jeans were doing to his ass without looking. She’d ogled his ass enough in the time she’d known him.

She felt no ill will for Molly. The girl had no option other than to find Theo extremely attractive and to stick by his side for as long as she possibly could.

Savannah felt Theo’s finger under her chin and he tipped her face up to look into his eyes. “I’m a big boy, City Girl.”

“Yes. I’m aware. Didn’t we already cover that in Molly’s verbal essay about you deserving first class?”

He grinned. “Yes, in that way, I’m big.”

Savannah felt her body heat. And she could tell that he knew that’s what was happening.

“But I’m also an adult who is capable of reading signs and asking questions and Googling things when I need to figure them out.”

“Or leaning on new friends to help you.”

He nodded. “Exactly.”

“I still should have been the one.”

“I would have much preferred to talk to you during the flight, and to wander the airport with you. But I’m also sorry that I didn’t realize Molly was stalling.”

“You think she was?”

He looked around and chuckled softly. “It seems that way. I didn’t know that you just come straight down and get your bags. I thought maybe they brought them up where we got off the plane and we were waiting for that. Or that it would take a long time to get them.” He shrugged. “I hadn’t really worried about those details ahead of time and when I asked Molly how I picked up my bag, she said ‘come with me’, and…I did.”

Savannah shook her head. “It’s okay. She saw a hot guy alone and needing help and did what any single woman her age would have done. She shot her shot.”

“Except I’m not alone.”

Savannah felt that stab of regret again. “Seemed that way. Which is my fault.”

“I’m not upset,” he said.

“You’re not? You’re sure? I do feel bad.”

“Nah.” His smile turned a little wicked. “Because now you have to make it up to me.”

Savannah felt her stomach flip. Theo often came off a little gruff. Or broody. Very introverted, and quiet, at the very least.

But he wasn’t like that with her anymore. Oh, he used to be. But now he was flirty and liked to tease and seemed to read her in a way very few people could.

“I guess you’re right,” she said thoughtfully. “I’ll have to come up with something appropriate.”

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