Free Infinite Desire by Danielle Jamie

earlier on Twitter and
Facebook, and now have a flood of notifications on both social networks. I
laugh at my mother’s comment on the Facebook post, chastening me about making
sure we’re drinking plenty of water because of the hot Vegas heat.
    Scrolling
through Facebook, I spot a post by Braxton; it’s a picture of him, Kayden, Jax
and Dixon standing on a cement wall next to NASCAR driver, Chase Kenzington. I
recognize him immediately because Kayden has tons of photos in his man cave of them together at racing events at Talladega International Speedway. He’s
wearing his fire suit and Chase’s number 8 car is parked behind him in the pit
box.
    The
date and time is today, about thirty minutes ago. With the location marked Las
Vegas Motor Speedway, Las Vegas, Nevada. Its three-twenty-two right now, so I’m
guessing their poker game is now over, and they’re off doing more guy things
with Braxton.
    Thinking
about Braxton and his fast approaching nuptials, I decide to text Mya. I’m
supposed to be a bridesmaid in their wedding, but with everything going on with
the whole Nadia thing, I wasn’t sure if I could go through with it and be
around Kayden.
    Me:
    Hey girl, I wanted 2
send u a quick text to catch up. I’m in Vegas with Brooklyn. We r staying with
the guys in their suite. I’ll b home Wed we can have lunch go over dresses.
Nadia lied about everything. I’ll fill u in on everything when we get together.
    Leaning
over the edge of the lounger I grab my water bottle out of the bucket of ice on
the ground. I take a long pull from it before tossing the bottle back into the
bucket. Just as I’m laying back down, my phone beeps as a text message comes
in. Picking up my phone, I see Mya’s texted me back.
    Mya:
    Awesome!! Soooo happy
things are okay, Braxton called me last night b4 bed and told me u n Brooklyn
flew in. I’ve had my fingers crossed things would work out. Just text me when
ur home. Miss you tons! Xoxo
    I
can’t help but smile reading her message; I’ve missed her too. We’ve become
close friends over the last several months and I hate the thought of not being
able to get together for our weekly girl days at the spa, and some tennis and
lunch at the country club.
    I’m
pulled from my thoughts when a young girl who looks to be about fourteen walks
up to my lounge. She looks nervous as she knots her hands in front her and
rocks on her heels. “Excuse me?” Her voice comes out soft and sweet. I roll
over and sit up curling my legs behind me.
    “Hi.”
I greet her, giving her a warm, welcoming smile.
    Twirling
her hair around her finger, she glances over her shoulder at a group of
teenagers sitting on the edge of the pool; they’re ten feet away from where I’m
sitting.
    “Are
you Savannah Livingston?” She asks, cocking her head slightly to the right
before flicking her eyes back towards who I’m assuming are her friends.
    “Yes,
I’m Savannah.” She must recognize me because of my parents, I guess? Although, I
normally don’t get approach that often by their fans.
    Her
face instantly lights up and I notice her eyes roam back to the pool. Then she focuses
on Brooklyn, who’s riding a guy’s shoulders and smacking the beach ball to the
girl I now know is Ashley, who’s also on another guys shoulders. I think his
name is Keith? I’m awful with names.
    “That’s
Brooklyn, right?” She asks focusing her attention back on me, but tilting her
head towards Brooklyn.
    I
let out a laugh before answering, “Yes, that’s my best friend Brooklyn.”
    I
can see the excitement beginning to bubble up inside of her as her eyes begin
to sparkle. She looks from Brooklyn and me, back to her friends. “Oh my God! My
friend Jamie said she thought it was you guys we saw on Twitter; you two were
at the Pool here! We’re huge fans!”
    This
time I really laugh. Full on laughter escapes my mouth, and I swing my legs
over the lounge onto the hot cement. Standing, I glance questionably at her,
“Really?