Irresistible Desire (A Savannah Novel) (2 page)

We thank my parents for a
lovely dinner and say our goodbyes. As Logan and I walk to our cars
I send Brooklyn a quick text:

Me: Hey girl! Just leaving
my parent’s house. You up for some dancing at Vertigo??

Less than a minute later
she’s replied,

Brooklyn: Are you kidding?
I was BORN READY lol, I am at the house already, my audition for As
The Days Go By went okay fingers crossed! I will start getting
ready, see you in a few! xoxo

“I just sent Brooklyn a
text to see if she wanted to go to Vertigo, she said definitely,” I
laugh.

“I think that girl would
party for a living if she could”, Logan says, shaking his
head.

To say he wasn’t Brooklyn’s
biggest fan would be putting it very lightly. Their personalities
are total opposites and Logan can’t stand the girl, I can never
quite get my head around it though, it’s hard.

“So are you up for joining
us? We can head back to your place for the night if you don’t want
to stay at our house”.

Logan lets out a long sigh
as he walks me to my car, "I’m exhausted and I have a stack of
paper work to do when I get home." How about you and Brooklyn go
out have fun and we can get together tomorrow for lunch?” He gives
me a quick kiss and opens my car door for me.

I smile up at him,
mesmerized by those bright blue eyes, “Okay but you know if you
want me to head home with you now I don’t mind watching a movie or
something while you work?”

“No don’t be silly, you go
have fun; dance until your feet want to fall off. You’ve worked all
week, you deserve to have some fun,” with another quick kiss he’s
in his car and driving away.

I buckle up and turn the
ignition key. I
love
my car; it was a gift from my parents last year for my twenty
third birthday. They thought my last car had been driven long
enough, if you consider four and a half years a long time that is.
It’s a white, 2012, A5 convertible, my dream car and a huge step up
from the convertible Volkswagen Beetle my parents bought me for my
high school graduation.

Tonight I would have fun
with or without Logan. Sometimes it’s depressing to have a
boyfriend who would rather sit at home and read
Time
magazine than go out clubbing
with me. I guess it comes with the territory when you’re dating a
thirty-two year old focused on building a business empire and not
so much on having fun. I guess that’s also why I love him so much;
he’s determined to build a successful business to provide for us
when it comes to getting married and starting a family.

When I get home Brooklyn is
already dressed to impress in a very tight and very revealing black
dress with a plunging neckline and open back. She’s paired it with
fantastic black, glitter peep toe heels, their red soles easily
distinguishing them as Louis Vuitton to anyone who knows anything
about shoes.

I whistle when she spins in
front of me, “You look HOT! I think you’re going to be beating the
boys off you at Vertigo tonight!”

Brooklyn is gorgeous. She
has intense brown eyes and dark auburn hair, which cascades in
light curls around her face and stops to draw attention to the
right place on her impressive chest. She is a good few inches
taller than me with legs to die for. They seem to go on forever –
one of the reasons, I imagine, guys cannot keep their eyes off of
her.

“Thank you,” she laughs,
“all I know is I better be finding me a hot guy tonight. I skipped
the gym today and I still need a workout.”

I roll my eyes at her and
flash a little smile as I head to my room to get ready. “Believe
me, dressed like that there is no way you will have a problem
finding a nice piece of ass to help you burn off some
calories.”

I pick out my favorite
white halter dress, the one with silver sequins around my neck. I
need something stylish but cool because God knows it’s going to be
smoldering in that club. I throw on a pair of silver glitter heels
and am ready to go.

“Let me guess, Logan was
tired and insisted we go to the club on our own? I honestly don’t
know what you see in that guy, yeah he is freaking hotter than hot
but he has the personality of a ninety year old man,” she says
rolling her eyes.

“Well I’m sorry you feel
that way but he’s sweet and there is nothing wrong with a man who’s
determined to be on our list of
Most
Influential Men
one day!” I said with a
look of pure sincerity. Well, I’m trying to be as serious as
possible without laughing my ass off at her stupid facial
expressions. “Okay! I admit he can be boring, but he sure as hell
makes up for it in the bedroom,” I exclaim, winking at
her.

“Oh my God Savannah,
believe me I have heard you enough times to know, please do not
remind me! I’m worried about you I swear. If you were getting mind
blowing sex from Jared Leto than I would be creaming in my panties,
but mind blowing sex with Logan Sanders? Yuck, I think I just puked
a little in my mouth,” she says, covering her mouth with the back
of her hand. Brooklyn Bennett: always Miss Dramatic.

“I am sorry, but he just
rubs me the wrong way,” she continues, “he is such a pompous ass
sometimes, I would love to throw one of my high heels at him and
ruin his ‘too gorgeous for him’ face. Then it will finally match
his personality,” she starts laughing hysterically, “It makes me
giddy just thinking about it.”

“Okay, okay I get it, you
hate my boyfriend, but can you please keep your eyes on the road
and try to not kill me before we get to the club?” I ask, rolling
my eyes and pointing at the road. I’m surprised her jeep is still
on the road, from the way she drives, especially in the middle of
Los Angeles’ insane traffic on her way to all her
auditions.

When we arrive at the club
it’s already packed, but thankfully we are VIPs so we sail right
past the mile long queue. Rihanna’s
Rude
Boy
is blasting through the speakers
sending jolts of electricity through my body and tingling at my
toes. Dancing to heart thumping music is the next best thing to
sex.

“
I’ve been waiting for this
all week,” I scream over to Brooklyn while we wait at the bar for
our drinks, swaying to the music.

“
Girl we are going to dance
our asses off tonight, let loose and maybe make out with tons of
sexy ass men,” she yells back at me while making kiss lips in my
face.

“
Maybe you will be kissing
a handful or two of guys, but my lips will not be. I will however,
enjoy myself watching you make out with some sexy ass men. I can
live vicariously through you.” I wink at her and pull my drink from
her hand.

We weren’t even halfway
through our drinks before men start flocking to our table, offering
to buy us drinks and take us to dance. Brooklyn was eating it up,
she thrives for attention and she was never disappointed. I look at
the men and think of Logan, there’s nothing wrong with dancing, as
long it doesn’t go too far, I think and allow myself back on the
floor. We dance for hours with a group of guys who were definitely
easy on the eyes, two of them attempt to grab my ass and try to
kiss me but I quickly put a stop to it and after a few rejections
they get the hint.

My feet start to ache and I
decide to rest them at the bar and get a refill on my White
Russian. As I reach into my purse I feel it vibrate and know it has
to be Logan calling me or sending a goodnight text. My heart
fluttered just thinking about him. When I pull my phone out and two
new text messages on my screen, I’m right.

Logan: Hey baby just
wanted to see if you were having a good time, miss you
xoxo

I scroll to the next one
and reading it puts the biggest smile on my face.

Logan: You must be having
a blast with Brooklyn, no worries love, I will see you tomorrow for
lunch. Miss you so much, wish you were here

I send a quick text back
asking if he wanted me to leave and head over to spend the night,
but he insisted I stay and have my girls night. After we’d danced
for two more hours I look over to the bathrooms and see Brooklyn
getting hot and heavy with one of the guys. He’ll be having a guest
in his bed tonight, I think to myself. Well, at least one of us is
getting laid.. Looks like I will, yet again, be having a date with
my “B.O.B” -
Battery Operated
Boyfriend
, while Brooklyn gets her world
rocked by a real man. I sighed with frustration. I haven’t had sex
since last Sunday, you would think Logan would be begging me to
come over and rip his clothes off.

I decide to send him
another text, letting him know we were calling a cab and heading
home. It was around 1:00 a.m. but I figured there was a chance he
could still be awake. Brooklyn decided to leave her Jeep in the
parking garage for the night and would have me drop her off to get
it on my way to lunch with Logan tomorrow.

“Who are you texting?
Logan?” Brooklyn giggles, while trying to stand on the curb.
Thankfully her boy toy isn’t too drunk and he helps her stand until
we hail a cab. I had three drinks and wasn’t feeling anything
besides a vague buzz, but I don’t want to chance driving and
getting a DUI. It wouldn’t be the best idea after just getting
promoted; I don’t need my face all over magazines like the one I
work for. The downfall of having “Country Music’s Number One Duo”
for your parents, everyone and anyone thinks your business is their
business.

“I’m texting Logan
goodnight quickly and letting him know we’re heading home. He’s
more than likely asleep by now, but you never know, maybe he had a
lot of work to do and is still awake”.

“Why text him to say
goodnight? I think you should get your ass in that cab and have it
bring you to Logan’s. Go pull that stick out of his ass and tell
him you need some mind blowing, toe curling sex and you are not
waiting until tomorrow!” She yells for the entire street to hear
and then bursts out laughing again, man she really was trashed.
Hopefully she stays awake long enough to even have sex with Mr. I
look like a Rock Band wannabe.

“You’re right; I think he
would love for me to come over after five days of nothing! He
should be over the moon if I show up ready to tie him up and show
him a good time”, I giggle as Brooklyn makes a face of utter
disgust, sticking her tongue out and making a gagging noise.
Ignoring her I continue, “he text me earlier saying he missed me. I
think he insisted on me coming out with you tonight only because he
knew how badly I need to get out and have some fun after such a
stressful week at work.”

With that I made up my
mind, why should she be the only one with a nice warm body in her
bed tonight? I have a boyfriend and I have no reason to sleep
alone. After seeing her all hot and heavy with “Tall and scrawny’,
trying too hard to look like a bad boy over there, I needed
sex…now.

Sharing a cab ride with
Brooklyn and her flavor of the hour is interesting to say the
least. He’s kissing up and down her neck and collar bone and
groping her ass in the back of the cab – this time it’s my turn to
make a gag face. I finally learn his name is Trey, only because
Brooklyn keeps saying it over and over as he caresses her body. I’m
sure I won’t need this fact though, as I’m pretty certain neither
of us will ever see him again after tonight.

After the cab drops off the
two love birds, I tell him to head over to the Flynn Hotel &
Suites where Logan lived. I hope he isn’t too exhausted from
working all night; he has a lot going on with new partners joining
his modeling agency. If he is asleep though, I know a few ways to
wake him up. I feel the butterflies fluttering in my stomach as I
step out of the cab, I don’t normally just pop in and surprise him
but I think he’ll appreciate my spontaneity.

*****

Chapter 2

*****

I exit the elevator on the
thirtieth floor and began the short walk to Logan’s room, taking
care not to disturb the other guests at this hour. Pulling a key
card from my pocket, I quietly slide it into the door and
enter.

All the lights in the suite
are off, but I spot a small glow peeking out from under the bedroom
door. Maybe he’s still awake I think, so I won’t have to worry
about disturbing him.

I put my silver heels by
the door, set my clutch on the table, and tiptoe across the living
room. I think I can hear the television, but I’m straining to tell
from out here. I slowly turn the handle and peak my head into the
bedroom,

I was right about the
television; it looks like Logan has fallen asleep amidst the throes
of work. There are papers piled on the nightstand and strewn across
his lap, poor thing, he’s been working so hard. He just had
The Sunset Modeling Agency
had recently signed on as partners with his company,
Sanders Modeling & Acting
, it was a multi-million dollar deal and he was beyond
ecstatic when they finally got all the paper work to make it
legitimate. They were now officially the largest modeling and
acting agency in the United States.