Savannah stared at him. "Do you honestly think that I planned this or enjoyed it? I loved Julian, I did, but at the the same time I am willing to admit I screwed up and made several mistakes. Heck, I probably have made more mistakes than most. That doesn't mean I still have hope that one day I will find someone. I'm not perfect and nor will my relationship be perfect, but at least I try and am willing to put myself out there as much as it might hurt," she snapped back, angrily.
What he said and did next was almost too fast for her as he kissed her. Her body melted as it tingled happily, a reaction she couldn't recall having with David as she kissed him back. Him suddenly letting her go made her stumble and she had to catch herself on the wall. Watching the door get slammed in her face, she stared at it, breathing heavily for a moment. His words made her thoughtful, but it took a long time before things slowly fell in place, some not at all in this state. "Carrick...," she said softly in a way that silently pleaded for him to open the door as she leaned against it, but she was fairly sure he wouldn't let her in.
"What do you want me to do? Say let's be together...never mind that if I am to be with someone, I like it different. Because, I don't know, I don't care to rip hearts out and possibly with a child! That's what I want. To get serious and realize later it was premature or the other forces..." Carrick growled. "And my parents were fishermen. What happens to celebrities?"
Carrick had the door open placing a bag in front. "Or do you want someone who cares and will be honest to you...or do you want this?"
Grabbing her arms he laid a kiss on her before letting go. "I can't wait to find out your answer, Savannah, really." Slamming the door shut, he took out his phone to reschedule. He wasn't a knight, though he always wanted to be. Perhaps it was time to reveal some of that.
Savannah didn't know what to do at this point. It was clear he didn't want anything to do with her and he had made his opinion of her more than clear. At this point it was probably smarter to stay here and not go on the trip.
Hearing him agree, she moved closer and slid herself between him and the door to take the card from him to open it. In this state she didn't care how close he was, though her body felt slightly tingly. It was catching up that she hadn't done much as of late. She was definitely buzzed as well, though she still was still more able than him at this point.
Her hand froze as she lifted the card to the door at the question. Turning, she looked at him hard. "I don't think that's any of your business," she replied, "Besides, why should it matter to you?" He had made it clear he hated her.
Carrick grunted before hearing a voice. All he wanted to do was get in and find some more ways to relax. There wasn't drinking for him since he was leaving at noon and a hangover wasn't good. He was meeting a family member and taking the train up to his home.
"Yeah," he responded, his voice slightly slurred. Looking to her he gave a small sound. "Enjoy yourself?"
He wasn't sure if they still would go together. He was hoping at this point they wont.
Savannah didn't know what to do. She wanted to believe both men and both had good stories, but they completely contradicted one another. Not knowing what to do and not trusting herself, she asked the people to find out everything. She wanted the whole truth before she made a mistake she would regret.
Since she had promised and it had been announced, she showed up at the hospital, but always made sure to be in a different ward than Carrick under the guise of spreading it out evenly, which worked well enough, even though it was awkward knowing he wasn't far away. They didn't see each other though.
That evening she spent with David again, not wanting to think about Carrick, which sort of worked before she went home, still not feeling in her right mind to take that last step. She had definitely had a glass or two of wine.
By chance she found Carrick having problems with his card. His room was next to hers. The wine made her braver. "Let me do that," she said as she held out her hand so he could give her the card.
David had a good story. Every good liar had a good story, of course he wouldn't do that. He still loved her and wouldn't do such a thing. That was what was said and if she was the same she wouldn't think twice. Find someone that she loves she believed and cared to the end.
Carrick was busy all day at the Hospital, then went out again with his friends to another event. It was better than thinking about Savannah. It didn't work but he was trying.
Returning late to the hotel room, the few drinks making it hard to work the card. Savannah hadn't been on his mind for that night as he just hung out and had fun.
Now he was buzzing and having issues getting the card to work.
"Do you honestly think I haven't asked them yet? I want to know who is behind this just as much as anyone of the press that still find this story interesting," Savannah replied annoyed. He knew she wanted to know who was behind this.
His words were like a slap to the face. She felt dirty at this point. "Well, look at it from my point of view. You are accusing someone that I once cared deeply about that he was trying to ruin me," she pointed out, speaking it out it sounded even more insane, "I'm just saying, it's a lot to swallow." She focused her gaze on him hard.
She was surprised. She hadn't thought he could be this angry. His last words made her feel bad about all this. She knew he only wanted to help, but it was all so damn convenient. "Carrick...," she said, but he was already gone as she looked after him. She didn't want to believe it and right now she felt like she wanted to reaffirm what she thought of David. Screw Carrick, if he was going to act like this. Turning on her heels, she made her way to the door, pulling out her phone to call David to ask if he was home.
"Why don't you ask your people trying to fix the mess the both of you created? Just ask about that name and the reports to Phineas. Believe me or not, it's up to you, I'm just looking out for you," Carrick replied in a quiet tone before Giving a scoffing noise. "What do I want to be a part of! Someone who stays because of roles and falls back into the arms of someone who is possibly behind this. Great...Thank you Savannah for reminding me what I don't want to be apart of."
There was the Irish anger rising and he couldn't hold it back. "I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon, look I to it, don't...do whatever you want..." stalking away, he needed to make it to the hospital and prepare for the trip.
Savannah stood there as she took in what he said. It was such a conflict inside her. She did trust Carrick and knew he probably truly was concerned about her, but at the same time she remembered how David had been the whole evening and she couldn't imagine it.
"Carrick, I want to believe you, but I know David. I've known him years. He is not that kind of person. He is respectful," she told him, but somehow all this struck a nerve. It felt like he was playing yo-yo with her. One minute close, the next minute away. "It's very convenient that you learned this after I went out with him," she pointed out slowly, looking to him, "Ever consider that you are jealous? Are you really concerned or just worried that he might snag me away while we are still figuring things out?" She hadn't really meant for it to come out as harsh as it did, but she was done being tugged back and forth between wanted, kissed, and distance.
"I don't have any better way of starting this. I was with old mates for dinner and a play, one of them knows all the gossip all around London. She said that he has had a lot of rumors of verbal and one time with the last girlfriend was hit after an argument," Carrick said grimly. "I made a call to try and confirm it...if you'd want to...her name is Giselle Helsinki."
Taking a breath to step back knowing he'd get her wrath but he was looking out for her. "I was just concerned, that's all..."
It wasn't that she didn't have fun with David, but she felt like she wasn't quite in her right mind. Savannah had told him her intention of taking it slow and she was serious about that. The drama with Julian had been enough for her. She imagined David couldn't be happy, but she had been honest to him.
Arriving back at the hotel, she did smile at seeing Carrick there. She could always count on him if nothing else. What he said made her blink, almost like whiplash. That had come out of nowhere. "Hey Carrick, I'm doing fine. How are you?" she replied before furrowing her brow to get back to what he said, "What is there to talk about?" She was confused why he suddenly wanted to talk about him when before he had pretty much ignored the subject.
The rumors were unsettling to say the least. He didn't much care for it. If he said something she'd think he was just stopping her from another romance on his account. She seemed to just attract all this drama. Wasn't there someone investigating this?
Pulling out the number he had gleaned from her and dialed. Something wasn't sitting right with him.
It was a wasted night, after the making out she turned cold, he controlled himself but knew why. She fell for another actor. David escorted her out before knowing that he might need to pull extra strings. The agent would only do so much.
At the hotel lobby he met her as expected. She didn't look good and he was considering not saying anything. "Savannah, we need to talk about David," he said point blank.
Savannah melted easily, she knew that and ever since Carrick she was trying to focus more on her and do it when it felt right and not just when a guy gave a compliment. It was damn hard to do that though.
It felt like David was angry, which she supposed she could understand, but she wasn't sure. There had been a few drinks already. "I'm not saying we can't keep making out. I'm just not sure if I'm ready to go all the way," she explained, though god knew the last time she had had sex was that very awkward time with Rafael and Riley, which had been awkward on so many levels, "Thank you for understand though." She kissed him softly.
It was obvious that the damn Irishman wasn't giving her what she wanted. Normally Savannah melted for a light touch and sweet words. According to what was found there had been quite the life lead by those who was that same. What was this change?
David took a drink to bite down the frustration. He smiled to her with a nod. "Well, we can just talk, and do something else if you like." He said with a nod.
He hadn't worked this hard to lose his patience.
You had to love a woman that knew how to dress well underneath her dress as well and Kenna was one such woman. She looked very sexy and Jesse couldn't help groping her now exposed skin.
Enjoying the kissing, he helped her strip him of his clothes as well until he was left in his boxers. That leg wrapping around him... God damn, he wanted her bad. Eagerly, he ran his hand along it as he lifted her up to pin her gently to the wall. Keeping the kiss going, he ran his hand through her blond hair.
It seemed crazy how much he wanted her to stay here. Savannah didn't think anyone else had ever cared so much. She looked to him when he ran his hand through her hair. "You let the most beautiful girl in the world follow her dream. There is nothing you could have done," she told him truthfully, her mind mostly having been set either way.
His touch was like fire to her skin and she felt the places burn up that he touched. Keeping the kiss going, she gave a soft sound at him touching her leg. That was such a tempting question. Looking to him, she thought on it. "I'm not sure I'm ready to go all the way, but yes, let's get out of here," she agreed with a nod, though glad she was being truthful. Somewhere there were still reservations.
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