Bandit Bound: A Bad Boy Romance Novel by Kendra King

to go figure out who this man truly was, so that she could acknowledge her emotions and make a decision.
     
    Another officer ran into the room holding an emergency blanket and handed it to her. Savannah looked abashedly at him, knowing she couldn't take it from his hand without exposing herself to the officer.
     
    "Sorry," the officer said, realizing the situation. He turned his head away and held out the blanket to her, which she then took, revealing her breast for a brief moment. God, this is so embarrassing, she thought.
     
    "Thank you," she said and wrapped the blanket around her body. It was big and covered her up pretty well.
     
    "Come with me, there's an ambulance just outside. Everything's going to be okay."
     
    Everybody keeps saying that, she thought.
     
    First the bank robbers and now these guys.
     
    "Thank you again," she said as she followed the officer out the front door of the cabin. The sirens were blindingly bright but now silent. She made her way into the ambulance on her own, although several officers and paramedics hovered around her every step in extreme caution.
     
    "Let's get you home," one of them said as they shut the rear doors of the ambulance, which quickly took off back towards the city.
     
    Nothing's going to be okay until I figure out who the hell Vincent Starlingveil really is.
     

10
     
    A few days passed by. Life had, at face value, returned to normal. Despite everything, Savannah insisted on coming back to work as soon as possible. She told her bosses, her friends, and her coworkers it was because 'she was fine', which she was and wasn't at the same time. But that line was a lie anyhow.
     
    Savannah wanted to go back to work to see him. There was something deep inside of her heart that knew he would somehow end up at that bank again. It sounded stupid, and it was, since what sort of mad man would so brazenly return to the bank he robbed just to meet a girl he fancied?
     
    The sort of mad man that Vincent was.
     
    Lucy gave Savannah a big long speech about what happened and how she could take off as much time as she wanted. Savannah hardly recalled a single word. Just smiling and nodding as Lucy tried her hardest to seem sympathetic to what happened to her, which Lucy constantly described as 'so traumatic'. She didn't know the least of it, really. The only traumatic part was when it all ended, Savannah thought. It had taken a few days to realize that over the following days, but she firmly knew it now.
     
    Every tall-built guy in a suit, which was admittedly pretty few, that passed through the bank would have Savannah's eyes on them like a hawk. She would perk up in her chair. Her pupils would dilate. Her muscles would all go tense and her heart would flutter like the eager wings of a hummingbird.
     
    It was never him, obviously. Savannah searched through the news frantically every single day trying to find some mention of the heist and his status, his sentencing, whatever. It was all in vain. For some reason, every mention of Vincent Starlingveil was somehow blocked from the public access.
     
    He had completely disappeared from Savannah's life.
     

     
    "It's like there was this hole in me, this part that I knew was missing my whole life, and then it got filled. But just like that, it got ripped out. And now I know it's gone. I didn't know it was missing before, but now it aches and it's like a black hole in my heart. In my soul," Savannah wrote in a diary.
     
    "God, I haven't written in this thing in years," Savannah said out loud in the empty room. The words echoed lightly off of the walls, which had taken on a cold pallor in Savannah's eyes. The incandescent light flickered underneath its cover, showing its need for replacement.
     
    A surge of emotion choked Savannah and tears were nearly shed, but she fought them off.
     
    I should call Lily , she thought. No, I shouldn't. It's too different. She'd think I'm crazy. She wouldn't understand. The emotions all kicked up