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I stuff her scarf under my arm and jerk my head toward the house.
“Why don’t I carry it for you?”
She harrumphs. “If that suits your needs. It doesn’t tell me why you’re here, though.”
“Yeah, about that.” I screw up my face. “My brother laid into me over not treating you nicely. I thought I was just being businesslike… but in retrospect, I can see how you might have taken offense.”
Sav pushes her cheek out with the tip of her tongue. “Uh huh.”
“Yeah.”
“And you’re here because…?” she prompts.
“To… uh… say that I don’t really want you to go to hell?”
Sav shakes her head and groans. “I’m going inside.”
“Wait!”
“If you’re not going to apologize, I don’t know why you’re here,” she calls over her shoulder.
I’m stunned. “But I am trying to apologize!”
She stops on the stoop.
“It’s funny. Usually, when someone apologizes, they start by saying they’re sorry. But I definitely didn’t hear those two words come out of your mouth.”
“That’s what you’re upset about?”
Annoyance flashes over her face. “My list of complaints about your behavior is much lengthier. But that would be a good place to start.”
“Wait, you have complaints?”
Sav sets the backpack and coat down. She turns around and for a second, I think she’s about to throttle me. She forces a smile and a bright singsong tone.
“Yes, Cole. Even I have my limits. Now, either apologize or go home!” she warbles.
For the second time in as many minutes, I’m shocked. I’ve never heard her express any kind of complaint about anything. And now that she says something is upsetting her, she can only say it in song?
“You’re crazy,” I say, a laugh leaving me.
Her face goes blank. “Goodbye, Cole.”
She turns to go inside but I step forward and catch her hand.
“Don’t go. I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. I’m sorry.”
Sav pauses but doesn’t turn back to look at me. “For what?”
“For… for… what I just said. And for talking to you the way I did when we were at the office earlier.” I feel like I’m grasping at straws here.
“Thank you.” She pushes the hair from her face, wearing a tiny smile. “You could have just texted, you know.”
But then I wouldn’t get a chance to see her. And I have to see her.
I might be a little obsessed with Savannah Guthrie.
“This needed to be done face to face. I am the first to admit that I sometimes speak without thinking. It can distort matters between me and the people I care about. And I don’t want things between you and me to be all twisted up.”
