Irresistible Desire (A Savannah Novel) (24 page)

“What smells so good?” I
ask, walking in and wrapping my arms around him, pressing my face
against his hard, warm back. It was overwhelming how fast things
seem to be moving with us, it’s only been forty-eight hours and I
feel like I’ve known him my entire life. Being here with Kayden
just felt right. It’s going to be extremely difficult to leave and
head back to Los Angeles next Sunday.

“You ruined my surprise; I
thought you’d still be asleep, I was going to bring you breakfast
in bed,” he says spinning around and looking down at me, kissing
the tip of my nose.

I pop up onto my toes to
give him a proper good morning kiss, “Sorry, I normally can’t sleep
past eight thirty. I’m used to waking up for work; my body usually
won’t allow me to sleep in.” I slip out of his arms and snatch a
piece of bacon off the plate on the counter.

“Mmmm, that is soooo good,
I normally don’t eat bacon…gotta watch my girlish figure you know?”
I say as I jump up onto the counter.

“I love your body, even if
you eat a thousand pieces of bacon and gain five hundred pounds, I
still wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you,” he says, running
his hands along my sides and stopping at my hips. He pushes me
against the counter, kissing me, the taste of his mouth on mine was
addicting. I could kiss him all day but I had to get ready to pick
up Brooklyn from the airport.

“Slow down there Casanova!
No hanky panky this morning,” I say with a slight chuckle as he
growled with disapproval.

“You’re going to deny me
that sweet pussy of yours…after I just slaved over a hot stove for
you?” He says popping his bottom lip out, giving me the sexiest
pout I had ever seen,

Poking him with my index
finger, I say, “Yes, I am sorry to say I cannot allow you to ravish
me in the kitchen. As much as I would love nothing more, I have to
pick up Brooklyn at the airport this afternoon. It's an hour drive
from here and all of my things are still back in my hotel
suite.”

“Okay, I guess we can’t
leave your friend stranded at the airport…but that doesn’t mean we
can’t have a quickie in the shower? I
can
multi-task you know,” he says,
raising an eyebrow up at me, flashing that smile I just cannot seem
to say no to.

Kayden cooks until there’s
no pancake batter left. I rinse the mixing bowl, while he set the
plate of bacon and sausage on the table. “I am starving,” I say as
my stomach rumbles again, loud enough for Kayden to hear. I can’t
help but laugh,

“I guess you are starving,”
He pats my stomach, “I need to remember to feed you before we have
an all-nighter of hot kinky sex,” His gaze is so hot it makes me
instantly flush, “Savannah, you’re blushing again,” He teases as he
pulls me down onto his lap.

“How come your fridge and
cupboards are stocked with food? You said no one has been here in
months but you have milk and eggs,” he asked in between
bites,

“My parents have a
housekeeper who cleans once a week, just dusting, vacuuming and she
opens the windows for a few hours so it doesn’t get musty in here.
My mom and dad let her know I would be staying here all week, so
they had her do grocery shopping for me.”

“Well that explains it,” he
smiles,

“What time is Brooklyn
supposed to land?” He asks while cleaning up the
kitchen,

“She said her plane is
scheduled to arrive around one give or take, so I told her I’d head
over there around twelve thirty and wait for her plane to
arrive,"

“Do you need a ride? I know
you were planning on staying at the hotel last night.”

“No, I’ll just use my dad's
car and drive back into Houston,”

“Okay, if you need anything
just text me, I already programmed my number into your cell this
morning while you were sleeping,”

“Okay. Speaking of
cellphones, I can just imagine the messages on my phone this
morning. Our photos from last night must have circulated the
internet and news programs by now,” I was so wrapped up in our own
little world here, I forgot all about the kiss outside the
nightclub. I’m terrified to see what Eloise has to say…and my
parents.

“Yeah my phone was blowing
up all morning so I turned it off,” His face turned serious, a
frown mars the space between his brows as he spoke, “It comes with
the life we live I guess,”

“I better check my messages
I suppose,” I run into the living room to grab my phone off of the
stand by the front door. My voicemail is full; I have like thirty
text messages and my Facebook is crammed with notifications.. I
quickly answer everyone back, letting them know I would call them
later, that I was…busy at the moment. I knew they would have a
field day with that response. I smile to myself, shaking my
head.

As I look up, Kayden is
staring at me, looking like he’s deep in thought, “What?” I ask
him, giving him a curious smile.

“Nothing, I was just
thinking about how damn sexy you look in my shirt is all. Did you
know when you’re deep in thought your nose wrinkles up? It’s the
cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Really? I never knew I did
that. So you like how
this
shirt looks on me? How do I look taking your shirt
off?” I start unbuttoning the buttons near the collar of the shirt,
making my breast play peak-a-boo as it falls slightly
open.

Kayden's mouth twitches
with amusement as I begin to strip for him. Within seconds he’s
lunging at me and I’m pinned between the couch and his rock hard
body. He picks me up; carrying me into the bathroom with quick
strides.

He sets me down on the
sink, trailing kisses from my lips to my neck and stopping when he
reaches the valley between my breasts. I’m giggling uncontrollably
as he runs his hands along my sides and sucks on the sides of my
breasts that are peeking out of his shirt, “We don’t have time for
a strip tease, so let’s get this shirt off and get your fine ass in
that shower,” he murmurs.

I shake my head, laughing
at Kayden as he revved the engine of my dad’s car. He insisted on
driving the 1969 Camaro SS convertible, the moment he laid eyes on
it. I let Kayden leave first because I know he would want to open
her up once he hit the highway.

When I pulled into the
hotel in Kayden’s huge truck, I see that the valet has already
parked my dad’s car. I hop out and give the valet guy Kayden’s
truck keys. Kayden is waiting in the lobby for me and walks me up
to my suite to give me one hell of a goodbye kiss. He had to head
back to his house in Sugarland. We make plans for him to take
Brooklyn and I out to eat at his friend’s steak house for dinner.
He claims it’s the best place to get a decent steak in
Houston.

I check out of the hotel
before heading to the airport, I say my goodbyes to all the Envy
workers as their flights depart at noon. There are a few paparazzi
lingering around the airport, snapping pictures of me as I read my
Kindle. Was it really that interesting watching me read a book?
When I don’t board the plane along with everyone else it peaks
their interest instantly and they immediately start bombarding me
with questions about Kayden and whether I’ll be staying in
Texas.

Thankfully Brooklyn’s plane
lands right on time. She fires off a million and one questions the
entire car ride back to the beach house. It’s a warm breezy day, so
we ride with the top down, I tell Brooklyn all about the two nights
I spent with Kayden, asking her opinion on the whole situation. She
knows better than anyone how terrified I am to get involved in
another relationship. I explain how he is dealing with the same
thing and that if he is willing to take a leap of faith with me,
maybe I should too.

We’re home an hour before I
hear someone ringing the doorbell, I open it to find a delivery man
holding a bouquet of pink roses, my breath left me in a rush as
soon as my eyes land on the gorgeous display. That was the last
thing I expected to see, I tip the delivery guy and spin around to
find Brooklyn standing behind me. She’s giggling like a school girl
as I set the vase on the coffee table.

“Oh. My. God. He has it bad
for you, girl,” Brooklyn says with excitement, plucking the card
out of the flowers, “Read it!” Her excitement was contagious and I
can’t help but smile, I can’t believe Kayden sent me flowers! I
open the tiny envelope and pull the card out, reading it out
loud.

Thank you for giving me the
most amazing two nights of my life.

I hope to have many
more…memorable evenings with you Savannah, because baby, I have an
irresistible desire to have you every chance I can get.

~ Kayden

“Holy Shit Savannah! You
have the world’s most eligible bachelor falling for you! Do you
know how damn lucky you are? I would love to break me off a piece
of that,” Brooklyn says, gripping my arms and jumping up and down
with excitement.

I can’t stop smiling as I
read the note again, hearing Kayden‘s voice as I read those
words…the way he says
baby
with his rich, southern accent instantly makes me
weak in the knees. I begin to feel scared that everything is moving
so fast, can I seriously be enough for him? He’s used to being able
to hook up with anyone he wants and I certainly wasn’t enough for
Logan..

I feel so torn and I’m not
completely sure I know what I want, “My breakup with Logan is still
so fresh and I’m still trying to deal with all of that, I truly
loved him with all of my heart, Brooklyn.”

Brooklyn kneels down on the
floor in front of me, cupping my face between her hands. “I know,
believe me, I’ve known you my entire life Savannah and I understand
you’re hurting right now, but life is all about taking chances! I
think if you and Kayden are having fun, then hell, just have fun!
Don’t try to dissect every little thing and force a label on what
you two are. Live in the moment. If you don’t see or hear from him
after we return to Los Angeles, at least you can say you had
earth-shattering sex with Kayden Knox…damn girl! That is a story to
tell your future grandbabies!"

“I think you need to think
about
you
for once
Savannah. You said yourself, the time you’ve spent with Kayden has
been amazing and when you’re around him all the crap with Logan
disappears. That man is everything you want and to top it off he
has the body of a freakin’ Greek God!”

I can’t help but feel the
tension leaving my body. Brooklyn was right, I think I would hate
myself more for not seeing where things go with him these next
seven days. If I broke all ties with him and never spoke to him
again, I would always be plagued with
what
ifs?

Brooklyn leaps to her feet
and sashays into the kitchen, returning with two twisted teas,
“Here have a well needed drink and chill the fuck out girlfriend,
you’re stressing over nothing! You need to relish in the fact that
Kayden wants to fuck your brains out on a daily basis. You are one
lucky bitch if you want my opinion on the matter,” she says,
sitting back down beside me, “Life is too short, I say you need to
throw caution to the wind and just go for it! The icing on the cake
will be knowing that you’re with the sexiest man alive and who does
Logan have besides rosy palm and her five friends?” We burst into a
fit of laughter.

“I hate to admit it, but
you’re right,” I roll my eyes..

“Oh, My Gawd! Did Savannah
Livingston actually just say that…
I was
right
? I think Hell just froze over!”
Brooklyn shouts a little too enthusiastically as she tackles me
with a hug, “I swear Savannah, you are going to be thanking me when
you and Knox are blissfully married and have, like, ten kids
running around your big ass mansion. Then I can say, aren’t you
happy you listened to your very wise and oh so brilliant best
friend?” God, she was gloating already, but I can’t help but smile
back at her. One thing I could count on was Brooklyn bringing a
smile to my face.

“Okay, you can slow down
the ‘Brooklyn is the greatest’ train,” I laugh, “I’m going to send
Kayden a quick text; he wants to take us out to dinner
tonight.”

“I hope I can find me some
nice Texan man candy while we’re here because it is going to blow
being the odd man out while you and Kayden are fucking like rabbits
every second of the day."

“Shut up,” I say hitting
her with a throw pillow, “He is Mr. Billionaire Entrepreneur Mega
Mogul, I’m almost certain that we will not be seeing very much of
Kayden while we’re here. He’ll be too busy trying to take over the
world,” I say sarcastically.

“You are such a drama
queen! I bet you a hundred dollars that he will find the time in
his ohhhhh so busy schedule to pencil in some Savannah time…Every.
Single. Day.”