“Sure thing.”

She told Beth and Taryn. The little girl looked sad and said, “I’ll miss having you around all the time.”

“I’m not far,” Savvy said. “Just a hop, skip, and a jump away. You’ll still see me a lot.”

She hugged Taryn, who said glumly, “If you say so.”

Savvy went upstairs to pack. She was excited. Although Beth and Conner had been very nice about letting her stay there, she hated imposing on them and not pulling her weight with expenses. She was well aware that Conner had enough money to support everyone without blinking an eye, but it didn’t feel right to her.

She struggled to get to sleep and her eyes popped open an hour before her alarm was set to go off. Conner helped her stow her two suitcases and bag of toiletries in the truck. Beth made breakfast, although Savvy was too excited to eat much.

Beth hugged her and said, “If it gets to be more than you bargained for, you can always come home.”

Taryn cried.

“Honey, I’m just going across town,” Savvy assured her.

“I’ll miss you and Cassia. I’m used to seeing you every day.”

“You’ll still see us lots, I promise.”

The door flew open as soon as she stepped onto the front porch.

“Welcome,” a woman with a bright smile and graying brown hair said. “I’m Amy. I’m so glad that you’re here.”

Her smile was infectious and Savvy liked her immediately. “I’m Savvy. Excited to be here.”

“My husband, Colby, will be glad to get your bags and take them to your suite,” she said. “Then, if you trust him with the keys, he’ll put your truck in the garage. I promise that he’s a very good driver.”

“I trust you.” Savvy smiled. “Thank you.”

The kids rushed out of the kitchen and ran over to Savvy.

“You’re here,” Drake yelled.

“I am. How are you this morning?” Savvy asked.

“Good,” he said a little more quietly.

“How are you, Cat?”

“Good,” she said.

Rosa followed them out and extended her hand to Savvy. “I’m Rosa. Glad you’re here.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Savvy said.

“Guys, come back into the kitchen and finish your breakfast. Let Savvy get settled,” Rosa said, steering the kids back to the kitchen.

“Follow me,” Amy said.

She led Savvy up a set of ornate, curved stairs that were gorgeous. Amy opened a door with a flourish, and Savvy stepped in.

“Wow. This is bigger than my apartment in Cheyenne,” Savvy said in an awed voice.

The suite opened into a small sitting room with a couch and television. One door led to a bedroom with a queen-sized, four-poster bed.

“That walk-in closet was bigger than my bedroom,” she exclaimed.