Savannah didn’t want my help, and she’d made that clear. What I couldn’t figure out was why I couldn’t just stay the fuck out of her business. That was my specialty. I didn’t get involved. I kept to myself. I liked it that way. But now that she was back in town, I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about her. Maybe it was just our history or the shitty way things had ended. Maybe it was the fact that I’d missed my best friend. I’d definitely missed her.
