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on a good lay. Apparently being honest with your best friend just isn’t in your skill set, right? Lucas was just one in a long line of men you slept with, one more piece of ass as you so eloquently put it.”
    Savannah’s face went from shock, to hurt, and finally settled on rage as I verbally assaulted her. “Fuck you, Brooke,” she growled.
    “No Savannah, fuck you! You just couldn’t keep your hands to yourself, had to keep playing the game. You were bored after a week with the bar scene and picking up men, so you decided to try to seduce my boyfriend.”
    A maniacal laugh erupted from Savannah. “Right! Apparently, there is no way a man could actually want a relationship with me. No way could Savannah Prescott want a meaningful relationship, not like I have feelings because we all know I’m just a whore.”
    “Well if the shoe fits!” I shoved past her and walked out the door, slamming it shut behind me with a heavy thud.
    I sank into my leather seat and cranked the motor, flooring the gas pedal before the engine was even warm. All I knew at this point was I needed to get to Lucas. Whipping my jeep into a visitor space, I spotted Lucas’s SUV parked in his designated spot. Quickly, I made my way to his front door, fighting back the tears welling in my eyes. When he opened the door his face instantly fell. “Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” he asked pulling me into his warm embrace.
    “Were you just at Savannah’s?” I asked removing myself from his hold and folding my arms over my chest protectively.
    “I was. She called me from the airport and asked for a ride home. Said we needed to talk. Savannah said she wanted me back, but I told her how I felt about you and that I didn’t want to hook up with her anymore.” Lucas’s eyes were filled with concern as he took hold of my hand, his voice was so even and I could hear the ache in it as he told me about my friend’s betrayal.
    “She called?” I said in horror as he confirmed everything I had just accused Savannah of, my supposed best friend.
    “Yes, I know things have been awkward between you two, and I just wanted to make it better. But then she tried to kiss me and I was shocked. I’m so happy with you Brooke, and I thought if I could just fix that piece of it all, we could put that confusion behind us and move forward together. Brooke, I think I’m in love with you,” still holding my hand, he began caressing the tender spot above my thumb with his own.
    Standing there looking at Lucas I burst into tears. “I can’t believe she would do that to me! How could she?” I wallowed as he pulled me into his crisp white shirt and let me bawl my eyes out.
    “I know sweetheart, I am just as stunned,” he soothed, rubbing my back. “Why don’t we just take the day, go up to my cabin in the mountains and enjoy some time away? It’s you and me babe, we can handle anything together,” he crooned kissing me with every bit of conviction his words held.
    I let myself feel his soft warm lips on my own, focused on how he made my heart skip a beat, despite the fact it was being crushed by the betrayal of my friend.
    “You’re right,” I agreed leaning back so I could look into his dark green eyes. “It’s you and me now. Don’t worry about Savannah; I’m done with that drama.”

CHAPTER TWELVE
     
    Savannah
    LIVID AT MY so-called best friend’s accusations, I decided to take a jog before heading into the office. I was in no way ready to deal with Brooke just yet. After tossing on a pair of running pants and a hoodie, I slipped my shoes on and headed for City Park. Anger radiated through my body as I remembered Brooke accusing me of being a whore. Where did she get off talking to me like that? It isn’t like I was the one who summoned Luke. He’s the one who sought me out. The wind was slapping my face as I turned the corner into the park replaying the last hour I’d just spent with Luke.
    “ Damn, I’ve missed you so much, Savannah.” Taken