My office door doesn’t usually seem as scary as it does right now. It’s ten in the morning, and I’ve just arrived back home, but the house was unlocked when I got here, and there’s only one reason for that.
Savannah’s in there.
Again, this shouldn’t be a bad thing, but in this situation, my heart is beating louder than it was in the car journey here. I’ve known Savannah since we were babies because our parents were best friends, and I’ve seen her mad on many occasions, so I know to be scared. I’m terrified.
“I can hear you out there.” She calls suddenly from inside, making me jump slightly. “Roger, if that’s you again, then I’m seriously not interested; I have a mate, and you are not him.”
She’s found her mate? The burst of curiosity makes an impulse decision to speak, which I regret s
