Irresistible Desire (A Savannah Novel) by Danielle Jamie

today, pleading with my mother to talk some
sense into me and let him try to fix things. I know for a fact he
wouldn’t have told her the whole truth, if my mother knew for a
second that he’d cheated on me, especially moments after proposing,
he wouldn’t be breathing right now, let alone convincing her to
call me on his behalf.
     
    I tell her everything he
had done, well, everything I gathered from what that Cara girl said
in the hotel room, and from what I had witnessed Saturday night. I
tell her about the phone calls, text messages and emails from him
and how I had deleted them all without reading. I was finished with
him and there was nothing he could say or do to change my mind. He
made his bed and he can damn well lay in it and suffer for all I
cared. I have no sympathy for him and the heartache he brought upon
himself. She sat on the other end of the phone, not saying a word.
She was speechless, something I had never before
witnessed.
     
    I repeatedly yell into the
phone for her to say something and she does, “I’m so sorry, so, so
sorry Savannah. I would have never pushed for you two to be
together if I had known he was like this. He always seemed like a
responsible, respectful, intelligent young man.” She sobs. I hate
that she was hurt, Logan didn’t realize that he was not only
hurting me but everyone around us.
     
    “Mom, please don’t cry.” I
beg her. It’s tearing me up inside hearing her cry for me. I sit on
my bed and trace the zebra stripes on my comforter with my finger
tip, trying something…anything to keep me from falling apart again,
the last thing I want to do is shed more tears over him. I’m all
cried out and my eyes feel like they need to be iced because they
ache so much.
     
    “I’m sorry honey, the last
thing I want to do is upset you. Your father is pulling in from the
meeting with our tour manager… we leave Thursday for NYC to kick
off the new tour. Oh no, that’s in two days, I hate to leave you
while you’re trying to deal with all of this.”
     
    She continues to sob into
the phone and I can hear her trying to calm her breathing to a
regular rate. Tears begin to run down my cheeks, don’t cry… don’t
cry, I plead over and over in my head as I squeeze my eyes shut. I
mimic my mom’s deep breathing pattern, trying to calm myself down
too.
     
    “I have to go, are you
going to be okay Savannah? I’ll talk to your father for you so you
don’t have to rehash this all over again. I’ll call Juliette in the
morning and have her prepare a statement to release to the press
for you. I love you honey, if you need anything just call
me.”
     
    I can hear my father
talking in the background, asking her why she was so upset. I
quickly say goodbye and get off the phone. I’m grateful she would
handle telling my father, I just want to forget this ever happened;
explaining to people just reopens wounds I’m trying so hard to
heal.
     
    I take Monday and Tuesday
off work, having explained everything to Eloise on Monday morning,
she told me to take all the time I needed. Everything she needed me
to work on she emailed to me. It was nice having the distraction to
help keep my mind off Logan.
     
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Chapter 7
     
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    My first, post break up day,
back at work went smoothly, although I felt like I was just running
through the motions on autopilot. I worked with Eloise on The Most Influential Man of 2012 issue. We had to organize photos, get the
interviews edited and write them up the way she wanted. We were so
busy that I didn’t even realize when it was time to head home. We
had gotten a good chunk of the issue completed today, ahead of
schedule, which made Eloise very pleased.
     
    When I get home in the
evening there’s a bouquet of flowers sitting on the marble counter
top in the kitchen. It’s an exquisite posy of bright tulips, sun
flowers, daisies, roses, and hot pink lilies. They remind me of
springtime. I know they can’t be from Logan as