a long soak in the Jacuzzi tub, my ribs are feeling a little better. I put on some jeans, sneakers, tank top, and zip up hoodie. Tossing my hair into a messy bun, I brush my teeth and head downstairs. I find Brooklyn in the foyer handing her bags to Jerome. He’s taking her to the airport this morning. She’s flying out to Vancouver for her last week of filming.
“I hate that you have to leave; it’s going to be lonely around here without you.” I say, pulling her in for a small hug. Every little move I make is excruciating. I cannot wait for my ribs to heal. I just took another pain pill an hour ago, but it doesn’t feel like it’s helping much.
“You would be sick of me within a few days, and you know it! I’ll text you when I land, then you can tell me all about your appointments today.”
Letting out a sigh, I roll my eyes at her. “I cannot stand the idea of going to my appointments. What if something happens? I hated the idea of Kayden going to work. I keep having these awful nightmares that Zak attacks him at work and me at the hospital.”
Taking my hands into hers, she smiles at me, but I can see the pain in her eyes. She’s just as scared as I am. “Believe me Savannah, nothing will happen. You have security watching over you. I’m scared too, how do I know he won’t come after me? That’s why I’m allowing Jerome to drive me to the airport. I don’t think Zak can get through that two hundred and fifty pound beef cake out there.” She lets out a nervous laugh while reaching for a gift bag on the floor. Handing it to me, I notice it’s from one of the hair salons in Houston.
“What’s this?”
“I got you a little present when I was out getting us coffee yesterday. I think it will help with your anxiety about going into the city.”
I quickly open the gift bag and am shocked when I pull out a red long-haired wig. “A WIG?”
Taking it out of my hand, Brooklyn adjusts it on my head, and pulls my hand leading me to one of the large mirrors on the wall. “Here, look. See now, when you are out and about in Houston, if creepo Zak is lurking around somewhere he won’t recognize you because he’ll be looking for long blonde hair. Am I not a freakin’ genius?”
Playing with the hair I smooth it out around my face. Its crazy how just changing my hair color makes me look so different. It looks so realistic you can’t even tell it’s a wig. Taking in a few deep breaths, I try to fight back the tears welling up in my eyes, but I can’t. Turning, I pull Brooklyn in for another hug.
“Oh no! You hate it don‘t you? I knew I should have gone with the brunette one.”
Wiping away the tears running down my cheeks, I try to calm myself down. “No, I like it. I just can’t believe you did this for me. I never would of thought of this.”
“Kayden is going to love it, Savannah…the sexy redhead.” Letting out a loud laugh, Brooklyn plays with the fake locks resting on my shoulder.
“The only thing is the car, not too many people drive an orange Audi SUV, Brooklyn. That will be a sure giveaway that it’s me or Kayden.”
“Come with me.” Brooklyn says dragging me outside. When we step out I see Alec standing beside a black Audi Q7. “See, Kayden is already one step ahead. He and Jax left in his truck this morning. He told Jerome to bring me to the airport in the orange Audi, and Alec will take you to all your appointments today in the black car. So, between your new hair and new car, no one will ever know it’s you.”
Knowing that helps me relax a little. I sadly say goodbye to Brooklyn after grabbing my purse, then with Alec‘s help, climb into the back of the car. Buckling up, I stare out the window trying to calm my nerves. My phone beeps, alerting me of a new text message. I’m grateful my phone wasn’t damaged in the accident.
Fishing it out of my purse, I open the new message, instantly smiling when I
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