The Mitchell Family Series BoxSet 1-4.5

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you kidding me? You were great. Please can we go to bed?” I begged.
    “If you answer one more question.”
    “Fine.”
    “If I was never with Ty and my face didn’t look so bad, would you have wanted me then?” she asked curiously.
    She was so close to me and I could still taste her on my lips. “Savanna, this is so wrong. We shouldn’t be here together. We shouldn’t have kissed.”
    “Just tell me the truth,” she begged.
    I looked at her again. In the dark, it was hard to see her black eye anymore, not that it mattered to me at all anyway. I knew how she really looked and that it was just temporary. “Even if I tell you yes, it doesn’t matter because it can’t happen. So why do you need to know so bad? It’s just going to make things harder.”
    “I just haven’t been around people in a while, especially a guy, but being around you has been so different. I feel like there is something happening between us. I just need to know if I am going crazy.”
    Shit. Do I lie and break her heart or tell her the truth and throw caution to the wind ? I wanted her, but the problem was she wasn’t like other girls. I had known her for so long. I spent my summers here as a kid and she was always a part of them.  She wasn’t the kind of girl that you fucked and forgot about. That’s probably why my stupid cousin couldn’t seem to just let her go.
    “I am going to say this once and I don’t want you to ask again. I think you are gorgeous. I don’t want to call you Van because you are a beautiful woman who deserves a beautiful name. If you were never with Ty, you would be all I thought about until I had you for myself. Now can I please go to bed?”
    “Yes,” was all she said.

Chapter 9
     
    Savanna
    There are times when someone drinks where they wish they could forget what their drunk self did or said the night before, but last night just wasn’t one of those nights. I remembered everything that was said. Mostly, I remembered every word that came out of Colt’s mouth. I was almost afraid to open my eyes to see if he was still lying in the bed next to me. I opened my eyes just as Colt stirred next to me. When I turned to look in his direction, he was already looking in mine.
    “Hey,” he said.
    “Hi.”
    Obviously, he was wondering what to say next. Something had happened between us and as much as I should be upset with myself over it, I couldn’t help but to feel happy.
    “Your eye looks better,” Colt said as he reached over and pushed the hair away from my face.
    “Is it still black?” I asked.
    “Eh, it’s kind of like a faded brown and purple now. Your face isn’t swollen though, and your lip is barely noticeable.”
    Since he was clearly looking at every aspect of my face, I started to blush. It was weird, being here like this with him, but at the same time, exciting.
    I needed to change the subject. “So what are your plans today?”
    “I don’t know. What did you have in mind?” he asked.
    I was shocked that he asked. I figured he would be the first one of us to bolt out of this bed and drop me off at the dorm. “I am pretty comfortable right now,” I admitted.
    “Me too,” he said as he looked at me and smiled.
    I smiled back and we just lay there looking at each other for a long time before either of us said anything.
    For the next two hours, Colt and I laid in bed across from each other talking about everything under the sun. It started as a joke, but soon progressed to an intense conversation. I thought it would be awkward talking about such personal stuff, but after a while, I realized it was easy. Colt hung on to my every word and he seemed genuinely interested in everything I was saying. Whenever he would ask a question, I would have to answer, but he would have to answer the same one too. After two hours, I felt like I knew so much more about him.
    His favorite color was gray. He preferred Country music over any others. His favorite food was hot wings and anything breakfast.

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