Page 102 of Sweet Sin

Savannah sighs. “Falcon, I have something to say.”

“Just a minute, Vannah.” I turn to Dad. “Have you been in touch with Gallo?”

Dad shakes his head. “I don’t deal with mobsters.” He looks at Savannah. “Sorry, I didn’t mean—”

She raises her hand to stop him. “Not a problem, but I—”

“Just check him out, then,” I say. “In the meantime, I need to get Savannah back to my place securely.”

“I’ll call her a car from a service I trust.” Dad taps on his phone again.

“Falcon, listen to me.”

I turn to Savannah, who has her hands on her hips like an insolent child. “What, Vannah?”

“You don’t have to do any of that.”

“Hell, yes, I do.”

“You don’t, because I’m not leaving. I’m staying here with you. In Raven’s room.”

I drop my jaw. “No you’re not. You’ve been through trauma. You need sleep.”

“You think I’d get a wink without you there? Your guy will be there soon and he’ll take care of the dogs. But that’s not even why I’m staying.”

“Why then?”

She wraps her arm around my waist. “Because this is hard for you, Falcon. You shouldn’t be alone.”

My father turns his gaze to Savannah and then to me.

Does he see what’s between us? Does he know?

Do I care?

Not even slightly.

“There’s only that uncomfortable couch,” I say. “And those ridiculous wooden chairs.”

“I’ll get a recliner sent to Raven’s room,” Dad says.

“And I’ll sleep on the uncomfortable couch, Falcon. Or the floor. I don’t care. I’m not leaving you.”

“Savannah, the nurses interrupt nearly every hour to check Raven’s vitals. You won’t get any sleep.”

“I think I’ve already said I won’t get any sleep back at your place without you there.” She lays her head on my shoulder. “I’m serious. If you’re staying, I’m staying. If you don’t want me here, you’ll have to physically remove me.”

“What if you stay at our place, tonight?” Dad asks. “Star and I gave up our nearby hotel room when Raven was released the last time, so we’re going home.”

“Great idea, Dad, and thanks.”

“Yes, that’s so generous of you,” Savannah says, “but I only… Not to put you down or anything, but I only feel safe with Falcon.”

Dad nods as we walk back toward Raven’s room. “I understand. I’ll make arrangements for a recliner. That way you’ll both have a place to sleep. But you should ask Raven. If she doesn’t want you both here, you need to abide by her wishes.”

“Of course.” I nod.

Mom and Hawk leave Raven’s room, meeting us in the hallway.

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