Title:
A Month in Savannah (Book #2 Savannah Series)
Author:
Samantha Knight
Genre:
Graphic Romance, Erotica
Published:
Nov. 1st 2014
"Torn
between two lovers feeling like a fool, loving both of you is
breaking all the rules"
-Mary
MacGregor
Savannah
Lynn had found peace with the past at last. She was dating one of the
hottest bachelors in the United States and had a very promising
career. She thought she had found everything she could ever want, but
on the day of her college graduation her ex walked back into her life
and completely consumed her every thought.
Savannah
is stuck between two men she loves deeply and now she has a decision
to make. Who's it going to be? The blue eyed, smart mouth who was
always everything she needed or the green eyed millionaire who can
give her everything she ever wanted.
Savannah
is given a time and in thirty days she must decide. It's going to be
a wild ride!
SJ
Excerpt:
We
ride to the hotel in silence. I am so mad for Sebastian being the way
he has been since before we got on that flight. I don’t understand
why he is refusing to kiss me, and it’s making me crazy. Then he
had the nerve to practically flirt with that girl right in front of
me. He reaches over to take my hand, but I slide away from him and
face out the window.
“Savannah?”
he questions. I don’t look at him or respond. So he tries again.
“Savannah, baby, please. I am sorry if I upset you please just tell
me what is wrong.” He pleads with me. I don’t budge. I just want
to go back to the hotel change out of this dress and go to sleep.
It’s been such a long day.
“Sebastian,
I am hurt and exhausted. I just want to go back and sleep. We will
talk about it tomorrow.” I snap at him. He huffs and slams himself
back into the seat. I mumble about him acting like a five year old.
“Whatever,”
he says flatly, and I watch his arms flex as he crosses them over his
broad chest. My breath seizes in my throat for a second. I try to
regain my upper hand but fail miserably when he looks over at me and
winks.
“asshat.”
I grumble as he throws his head back in laughter. I can’t help but
smile and end up joining him. When both of us are doubled over with
tears in our eyes, he pulls me over to him and kisses me lightly on
the temple.
“I
love you Savannah, so fucking much. Sometimes it hurts to even
breathe when you aren’t around. You are my life girl,” he says to
me.
“I
love you too,” I whisper back and snuggle into his arms. He is so
warm, so comfortable. He’s home, and oh, how I missed it. We banter
back and forth about the scenes we saw today and what we would like
to do when the piercing sound of my phone alerts us to an incoming
text. I reach down and retrieve it from my bag. A lump forms in my
throat when I see it’s from Ezra.
Ezra
Chambers: I miss you beautiful.
I
know Sebastian saw it. I click the screen back to black and slip it
into my bag.
“Do
you miss him?” he asks
“Not
right now.” I answer, and it’s true. It’s the first day since
Ezra showed back up into my life that I haven’t thought about him.
I don’t know if that scares me or thrills me. He doesn’t
acknowledge my answer. As the car comes to a stop, he opens the door
and takes my hand to help me from the car.
Once
we are back in the room, I change into a t-shirt and a pair of boy
shorts. I leave the room and go in search of SJ. I find him out on
the balcony. He is wearing a pair of draw string black sweat pants
that hang low on his hips, and he has yet another glass of whiskey in
his hand. I make my way quietly over to him and wrap my arms around
his trim waist. I follow the contours of his stomach with my hands.
In everything we have been through, the man still makes butterflies
go berserk in my stomach.
He
takes a haggard breath then lifts his glass to take a sip. I glance
at his profile, and a million thoughts are swimming in his eyes. I
push on his hip to get him to turns towards me, and when his back is
to the skyline, I crush him to me.
Well
there really isn't much to say about me. I am 26 years old and a
mother to three. I decided to write as a place to vent and it's
turned into so much more.
There
isn't another word in the human language that I hate more than
Good-bye. I rarely, if ever say it. It's too permanent. I don't throw
the word LOVE around. If, and when I say it to someone I mean it, and
I will forever no matter what they do or say to me. I trust to easy
and I have a huge heart and that gets me hurt a lot.
I
am pushed to do better by everyone who thinks I will never amount to
anything. I have already proved them wrong and now I am proving it to
myself. I live uncontrollably for the moment and take comfort in
spontaneity. Make me laugh and you're my friend.
I
want to inspire people and I want to be inspired.
My
favorite quotes:
"From
destruction comes creation. Beauty will rise from the ashes."
-Broken
People, Scott Hildreth
"Stop
looking and one day completely out of the blue life, will let it,
find you."
-A
Week in Savannah, Samantha Knight
"Remember,
hurting is feeling and feeling is living, and isn't it good to be
alive?"
--
Crashed, Kristy Bromberg
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