A Month in Savannah
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Title: A Month in Savannah (Book #2 Savannah Series)
Author: Samantha Knight
Genre: Graphic Romance, Erotica
Published: Nov. 1st 2014
Synopsis:
From Amazon Best Selling Author
"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!
Purchase Link:
Amazon: http://amzn.com/B00NDCO4AY
Teasers & Excerpts: 18 + audience for sexual content and language
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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 whisky 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
Ezra Excerpt:
Yes Ezra, is that what you wanted to hear? Why in the hell would you ask me that? I’m not trying to hurt you. Jesus Christ,” I say exasperated. I run my hands over my face and sit on the couch. I let my head fall into my lap. I feel the couch bow when Ezra sits beside me. I feel tears threaten behind my eyes, and I will them not to fall.
“So you are fucking both of us then, and apparently, in the same day. I am just trying to figure out where I stand with you Savannah cause it looks like he is winning,” he snaps. I look at him, and my mouth hangs open. The words in my head start flying out of my mouth before I can stop them.
“Is that all you think this is? Some game you need to win? I know you hate losing, but come on Ezra, is it me you really want or do you just not want to lose?” I shout at him. He looks at me as if his dog was just hit by a car. I wish I could take everything I just said back.
“Seriously Savannah, you’re one to talk. You go and spend six days with me, and the first day back, you are jumping into bed with another man. In fact, since you are sleeping with both of us, wouldn’t it only be fair for us to be able to sleep with other people too? Does Sebastian know you are sleeping with me? Did he like my sloppy seconds last night?” He barely gets the last sentence out before I stand. I force myself not to smack him for what he just said. I start to walk away, but his words still hurt. I turn on my heels and walk straight back over to him. He stands and faces me, and when I reach out to hit him, he stops me.
“I am not afraid of pissing you off Savanah. We have been through too much shit in our relationship for me not to be able to say what I am thinking to you. So stop with the theatrics already. Be an adult and tell me why you are so mad,” he shouts at me.
“I can’t believe you would say anything like that to me Ezra. I didn’t do this. I didn’t fucking walk away when things got rough. How do I know--” I take a deep breath to stop myself from screaming anymore. “- how do I know when it gets to hard that you aren’t just going to leave me again?” I ask.
“Savannah, I don’t know how to prove that to you, but I swear on my life, I won’t make that mistake twice. I lived through those months with the aid of alcohol and memories. I beat myself up every single day for walking out on you. I fought with myself daily about coming back, and finally, I just couldn’t handle it anymore. I wanted you; I needed you. You’re the reason I breathe. I wish I could prove to you how very sorry I am for hurting you and leaving you when you needed me most. I love you with everything that I am,” he finishes.
His admission stops me in my tracks. I swallow the words I was going to say next and walk over to him and wrap my arms around him. “How did we get so fucked up Ezra? What the hell happened? I hate this so much. I hate what this is doing to you, to SJ, to me. I wish it wasn’t like this Ezra. I really do, and I know it makes me selfish.” I slide my arms off him and look up into his eyes. “I should just walk away, walk away and let you both move on with your lives. This isn’t doing anyone any good at all.” He reaches out and captures my hand and leads me over to the couch. He sits and pulls me down, and tucks me in beside him.
“I wish I could take your pain away Vannah. I wish I could rewind this last year and never have walked away. I am so very sorry,” he says before he lays a kiss to the top of my head. I curl into him deeper and wrap my arms around him. His scent fills my nose, and I crave being closer to him. I force myself to stay by his side and not straddle him. I feel his breath coming in quick pants and his heart rate quicken. I love that he still reads me like a book. When he moves to pull me onto him, I fake sleeping. The last thing we need is to be doing is fucking.
Other books by Samantha Knight
A Week in Savannah (Book 1 in the Savannah Series)
Purchase link:
http://amzn.com/B00KJP39GI
About the Author:
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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