CHAPTER 13

HAVE EACH OTHER

“What was that about?” Savannah asked Mr. Andrew immediately after she heard his mother’s footsteps fade. They were under the covers together, facing each other.

“She knows about us now.” He kissed her forehead. “I love you, Savannah. She’ll have to live with that.” Savannah could not look him in the eye.

“I love you, too. There’s just so much working against us being…” He held up his index finger to her pink lips.

“Shush, my love, we have each other. It’s us against everything else.” They whispered to each other’s ears till sunrise.

“Wake up, angel.” It was Mr. Andrew in a fresh change of pajamas. She could tell he had just showered, thanks to his wet brown hair that she wanted to brush off his face.

He was already kissing her before she even fully opened her eyes. She was showered with kisses all over her face and neck. “Okay, okay, I’m awake now.”

She was pushing him off of her, giggling uncontrollably. He was getting comfortable on top of her and did not anticipate being tackled by her. She was unexpectedly on top of him.

She looked so beautiful in the morning. He held onto her waist and pulled her closer before kissing her again. Her eyelashes fluttered over her almond-shaped, brown eyes as her cheeks flushed pink.

“I’m taking the day off to keep my nurse company. So you better freshen up while I get breakfast.” She nodded in agreement before kissing him once more.

“I’ll get going then.” She got off of him and sashayed to the bathroom while he lay there. He decided to go get their meal. It would be ready by now.

Savannah could not believe herself. She was soaking wet already, and all he had to do was hold her by the waist. Her body already wanted his. She loved a cold morning shower, which left her feeling as fresh as a daisy.

Why hadn’t he initiated any intimacy yet? Didn’t he want her too? She found it hard to understand. She oiled herself carefully before settling for a pair of silk shorts and a matching silk top. There was no way he could resist her now.

Mr. Andrew got into the kitchen to find Celia serving their breakfast onto a tray. “Where’s the maid?” He knew this was her attempt to make things right between them. Yet he was not ready to talk about it again.

“I sent Mia out to get some groceries. How was your night?” She was carefully pouring maple syrup over the waffles, not taking her eyes away for a moment.

“I’ll finish up with the breakfast.” He wanted no altercation with her after the previous night. She knew this and became just as stubborn as he was.

“I’m almost done, Javyn. I won’t poison you, so you can relax.” He glared at her fiercely before taking a seat at the kitchen island. “You have every right to be mad at me, but so do I, son.” He let out a heavy sigh.

She finished garnishing the yogurt cups before pushing the tray in his direction. “I’m your mother, I should at least know about you two.” It was a plea more than it was a remark.

No sooner had she sat on the bed than he came in with their breakfast. “Room service, anyone?” He placed it on the neatly tidied-up bed.

He noticed more than the tidied-up bed; he saw her sumptuous thighs and could not help but stare in awe. He had never seen her in shorts before.

Mr. Andrew was reluctant to take things to the next step with her. It had been ten years since he felt the warmth of a woman’s insides. The wetness that would drive him insane. The feeling was now foreign to him.

Savannah noticed his gaze. Was it working? “Well, this certainly looks delicious,” She was reaching for a waffle.

Her voice disrupted his reverie. “It’s my mother’s apology for last night.” His mind went back to Celia, his lovely mother. Was she truly sorry? He wasn’t sure.

He scooped a spoonful of yogurt and extended it to her mouth. “Allow me to feed my lovely nurse.” His words earned her light laughter as she was proffering a waffle to his mouth as well.

“And I’ll feed my man.” It was hard for them not to laugh around each other. The laughter of two lovebirds filled the air, making it serene.

To have someone who could love her so tenderly had been Savannah’s wish for the longest time. She had lost the loving Tyson a long time ago; he was a shell of his previous self.

{YEARS BACK}

Savannah was sprinting through the tea bushes without a care in the world. Her braids, tied neatly in a ponytail, swayed with the wind as she went on.

“Slow down, Vee.” Tyson was growing weary of how carried away she was. They were not allowed to go far away. “Dad’s going to get angry, Vee, get back!” She wasn’t listening anymore.

“You won’t catch me, Ty, unless you run as fast as I am!” She turned around to mock him mid-run, sticking her tongue out. “Faster, Ty the tortoise!”

“Be careful, Vee, watch where you’re…” He was disrupted by her hitting the red soil. She was a mess when he finally caught up with her.

Her ankle was already swollen, and she could not stand up on her own, no matter how hard she tried. She was crying uncontrollably out of pain. He had to get her home.

He crouched on the ground and instructed her to hop on his back. “I’ll give you a lift home, stubborn sprinter.” She obliged and wiped the tears off her face.

“Dad’s going to be so angry.” Those were the first words she’d spoken on their way back home.

“You fell while I was chasing you, okay? Just stick to that story and we’ll be okay.” He knew Mr. Grant wouldn’t punish him harshly. Savannah, on the other hand, always received the harshest sentences.

That was the day Savannah felt safest in Tyson’s hands. The day she knew she wanted him in her life forever. If only she knew who he would become years later.

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They had just finished breakfast when Savannah reached for Javyn’s hand. “Don’t you want me?” She had to ask him. It was no longer a secret that she wanted him.

“I do, Savannah, I just want us to take our time. I don’t want things to change between us so soon.” He never expected her to ask the question so boldly.

He was both shocked and elated. She wanted him, too? This was her go-ahead, right?

“But if that’s what you want, I have no objection to it, my love.” He earned her charming smile. She didn’t want to lead their first time together. She wanted him to want her, too.

“We’ll take our time then, Mr…” He looked at her disapprovingly, smiling all the while.

“It’s just Javyn for you, Mrs. Andrew.” They were lost in laughter once again. They were happy to have each other.