A Fool's Game
Chapter Four
Savannah
We had been riding in the back of the limo for twenty minutes now and neither of us had said a word. To say it was awkward was an understatement and I couldn't understand why. Sawyer Davenport had managed to make me feel even more uncomfortable than I ever had with Mason and I didn't like it. From the moment he had taken the first glances at me to this moment in time, I felt as if he was sizing me up. The worst part was that I couldn't tell if it was in a bad or good way. If I had to guess, it was bad but I didn't let it bother me like I normally would have. And, I couldn't lie. I had spent most of the ride sizing him up as well. Camilla hadn't warned me that he was so good looking and well, Molly tried but I figured I didn't have anything to worry about because we had always had different tastes. The fact is, I didn't believe her at all. Not until now, I saw it for myself. And he was definitely one of those men that literally made every passing woman double take and want to fall to their knees in fantasy. Well, at least that's the way I had felt.
Honestly, I had no idea how I was going to get through this one date with those intense grey eyes; much less others multiple dates.
After a moment, I peeled my eyes away from the window and secretively glanced towards him. He sat completely relaxed, looking out of the window, with one arm propped up on the window shield and the other holding an expensive crystal glass that was filled with deep brown color liquid. His blonde hair was messy as if he had forgotten to run brush through it before he left home. In fact, his whole appearance almost seemed quite careless. Immediately when he sat down in the limo, he jerked his dress jacket off, rolled up the sleeves to his nice Polo button up and then loosened his tie to let it hang from his neck. My first impression was that he obviously didn't mind if he impressed me or not, but I didn't mind. Sawyer Davenport was only a little piece to Camilla's little game and so was I. And I was only in it for the help I was getting.
Still, from the opposite side of the limo seat, I could still see those hypnotizing grey eyes that were surrounded by his long, thick eyelashes that any sane woman would kill for. His eyes in general made me quiver on the spot and that wasn't supposed to happen. He wasn't supposed to charm me like that and he had already managed to without even saying a word. My eyes dropped to observe his facial structure because earlier I hadn't had time to. And let me say, it was eye-catching. His cheek bones were high and jaw line was rounded so distinctively that it was almost mesmerizing. His cheeks were slightly tinted with a pink color and his lips...They left little to be desired.
It's all a game, I had to remind myself. If I didn't, who knows what I would have been doing at that moment in time. Maybe begging; even if it was for one short kiss just to feel those soft lips. Hell, with those looks most women would probably be begging for much, much more than that.
I watched in silence as he gulped down the rest of his drink and took a deep breath, "So...Camilla Beaumont." He murmured, as he stared down at the empty glass. "My future wife." He mumbled and I had to make myself look away from those inviting, pink lips. Every part of me wanted to correct him, I wasn't Camilla Beaumont. I'm Savannah Collins; Not even close to her to Camilla. I couldn't though and I was surprised at how bad I actually felt about it.
For a moment, I was stunned. It was quite an opening line and I honestly had no idea how to reply to it so I silently nodded. What in the world could I possibly say to that? Yupp unfortunately, I sure am. Better get used to it. Frankly, I had no doubt that Camilla would have said something in that area but I couldn't manage a single word much less those harsh ones. It was obvious that just like Camilla, Sawyer didn't want to have anything to do with this situation either. "I-I think we should just make the best of it..." I told him, trying my best to not stumble over the words. "...And get used to it whether we like it or not." I laid it out all on the table, hoping that it would sound somewhat like something Camilla would have originally said to him if it were her.
As I glanced up from my hands that were lying helplessly in my lap, I noticed Sawyer, once again, staring at me through those capturing grey eyes. "How do you suggest we do that?" I was surprised; he wasn't being an ass hole. He sounded somewhat lost and confused and I knew exactly how he felt. This plan hadn't been planned out like it should have been, I had no clue how she would have responded to some of the things he was saying.
After a moment, I shrugged. By the way he looks, he probably has more experience in the dating field than I probably would ever have. "Why don't we treat it like a regular relationship like normal people and get to know each other first." I suggested, hoping that he would agree because it was the only idea I had. "One step at a time."
Silently, Sawyer nodded and looked at me for a long moment. "You seem...Different from what everyone said." He murmured, as he looked away from me once again.
I was suddenly starting to feel my nerves calm down and it was obvious that he was trying to make conversation with me rather than staying silent and making everything awkward. And I was thankful for that. "So, you've been checking up on me?" I unknowingly asked, smiling.
Sawyer chuckled and nodded his head, "What can I say? Just two weeks ago I found out that I would be marrying a woman I didn't know and I had to make sure she was sane and up to par." After the words fled from his mouth, he winked at me and grinned. I couldn't deny that it was cute; it was probably the cutest thing I had ever seen. His grin was so endearing that it was practically weakening.
My cheeks blushed and I wasn't exactly sure why. Maybe it was the way he smiled and laughed at the same time. And he managed to look completely breathtaking as he did it. "Well? What did you find out? Or...Do I even want to know?" I joked, knowing that he'd know I was joking. And, it was really mean because I was in fact making a joke out of Camilla.
He filled his glass up once again with the brandy and slightly smiled as he did. "You probably don't want to know."
Giggling like a young school girl, I shook my head. "Say no more then. So, what kind of charity ball are you taking me to?" I asked, totally surprised that I actually had the guts to have a real conversation with him. It was astonishing, not even twenty minutes ago, I felt completely out of place and nervous but now, I felt somewhat content with where I was. Maybe it was because his relaxing, laid back personality was somewhat rubbing off on me.
Sawyer rubbed his hands through his messy hair and smiled, "Every year The Alluvian holds a charity ball for the St. Jude Children's Research Hospital and donates annually..." He looked at me for a short moment and before I could say anything, he began speaking again. "I know, I know. You probably think it sounds boring but I can promise we won't stay for long. I need to make an appearance and it sort of means a lot to me."
A smile took over my lips almost immediately, "It doesn't sound boring at all and we can stay for however long you'd like." I answered nicely. From what I had learned, Sawyer was amazingly good-looking, funny, and softhearted. My heart almost skipped a beat and noticed that as of right now he seemed almost perfect. It was too bad that he wasn't or wouldn't ever be mine for keeps. After the thought ran through my mind, I rolled my eyes and nonchalantly shook my head. Maybe that was my problem, even with Mason. I had always been so hell bent and determined to see the good in everyone that I totally looked over the bad. Maybe that's why I am in the situation I am in now. I mean, who was this guy? Really? I was sitting there silently calling him handsome, soft-hearted and perfect and I had no clue who he really was.
After I told him that I didn't mind staying as long as he'd like, he laughed out and shook his head. "I understand you are trying to make a good impression sweetheart but there is no need in over doing it. I've read enough research to know that Camilla Beaumont doesn't do charity balls. And, I am okay with that." He stated, keeping his relaxed position and swirling the brown liquid around in the glass. Almost immediately, I had to hide the frown that was covering my face but he was right. More than likely, Camilla had never been to a charity ball in her life. And it sucked because the real me, thought it was fascinating, the fact that he had so much going on in his life and still made the time to care about the children at St. Jude's.
"You know what I think?" He asked seriously before I could reply. Sawyer finally leaned up from his relaxed position and stared at me deeply. I couldn't deny that it made me feel nervous; too nervous. Had he caught on to Camilla's little game? For a moment, I actually felt sick to my stomach.
I looked up to him, interested in what he had to say but the whole time my mind was going on and on about how he could have possibly figured it out. To my surprise, he leaned back again and took a deep breath. "I think we should set some ground rules."
My head tilted to the side and I suddenly felt extremely confused. "What do you mean ground rules? There aren't any ground rules in marriage, and if you haven't noticed yet, that is exactly where we are headed." I told him, feeling a bit foreword but it was true.
"Ah ah, ground rules meaning irrelevant rules that aren't that big a deal but with help us both get to know what other does and doesn't like and for other reasons as well. For example, these two months I intend on getting to know you and maybe forming a friendship with you but in public we are full on happy couple mode. Holding hands, kissing under the stars, and attending brunch together. You know, all of that sappy crap all of you women get off too." He said, rolling his eyes and making a small gesture with his hand. "Strictly friends at first though and if it leads to more than so be it, if it doesn't we suck it up and marry each other anyways by that time we will know how to get along even if we hate each other."
Nodding silently, I wasn't quite sure what to say. From the looks of it, Sawyer wasn't exactly in a hundred percent either and it made me feel somewhat relieved. But either way, Sawyer wasn't running from it like Camilla had and I guess I could respect him a little bit for that. "Go ahead..." I urged him, trying my best to take notes in my head because I knew that I could have to go back and tell Camilla everything that had gone on.
Sawyer looked at me for a long moment and his jaw tightened, "I don't care if you have a lover or whatever you would like to call him. Just don't let me find out about it, and don't make it public. I can take a lot, but public humiliation is not one of them." His voice was hard and edgy but it wasn't harsh like I would have imagined it to be.
From his timid looks, Sawyer almost seemed vulnerable at that moment and I couldn't help but smile and nod. "I will not have a lover and the same goes to you. I know men these days, the love to flaunt it while they still have it." He laughed and shook his head, and it seemed like a genuine laugh.
"Well then, that is settled. Neither of us will have lovers and we will be totally committed to each other. Right?" He asked. For a moment, I gnawed on my bottom lip and I couldn't help but feel as if I had made a mistake. I had gotten so caught up in his gestures when he said what he had that I hadn't even thought about Camilla or what she would have said. How was I supposed to know if she would eventually be running around on him when she was back into the picture?
I swallowed hard and nodded anyways, I would just have to remind her to stay silent about it if it was a possibility. "Oh! And no sex. Well, not until the two months pass." I blurted out, accidently. Heat filled my cheeks and I quickly looked away from Sawyer who was sitting there with an amused look on his face.
He cleared his throat and chuckled, "Why two months? You can't tell me you are against sex before marriage, as I told you earlier, I have done my research. Besides, sex might lighten things up a bit for us." He laughed.
My cheeks suddenly felt even hotter and I couldn't believe that I had even brought the sex subject up! "Sex makes everything complicated." I whispered, barely audible. And maybe it wasn't true, but all I knew is if he did ever get me in bed my whole cover could possibly get blown and I couldn't let that happen. I couldn't take any chances.
Sawyer laughed out and looked at me straight forward, "Look around you, we are already in a complicated situation. Don't you agree?"
Sawyer
I watched as Camilla shifted uncomfortably in her seat and I could tell that she was really trying to avoid all eye contact with me. It was cute, and I had noticed this because she had been doing it ever since we had stepped foot in the limo. She seemed shy and extremely nervous, the two things I had expected her to be completely opposite from. "Well of course, I agree but...What kind of woman would I be if I let you have everything you wanted? Sure, a kiss here or there and holding hands in public is one thing but you will not be getting me in your bed that easily mister!" She said, in the most confidence voice she had all night long. And I couldn't help but realize that she was being completely serious about it as well.
A smirk formed on my lips but for the most part, I was trying my best to hide the full fledge grin that was threatening to take over my lips. For once in my life, if I wanted someone I was going to have to work for it and working for getting Camilla in bed as of right now didn't seem like such a bad idea because no one in their right mind would deny that she was fine as hell. "Fine, if that is your only wish, we will wait as long as you'd like. I am in no hurry..." I said, looking over at her. Hell, we have our whole lives ahead of us.
I watched Camilla intently and I noticed after I told her that I would wait as long as she wanted, her shoulders lost the tense look and her hands that were obviously shaking before had calmed a bit. After a moment, Camilla looked up at me and smiled, "I'm glad we are on the same page then." She said, as the limo slowed down in front of The Alluvian.
Swallowing hard, I leaned up and grabbed her hands from across me. Her skin was so warm and soft; I couldn't help but shiver at the feel of them from across me. "We are in this together and I can promise you will hate me at points because I can be stubborn and very harsh but I have no doubt that you can be the same way. We grew up in a world where everything was all about us, so I expect us to be different from each other. However, I am here for the long haul and I assume you are as well because our fathers want something. I will promise I will do everything in my power to make you happy and make it as if your life hasn't changed at all. And I can't promise you love but I can promise to make you happy." I wasn't sure at all where the nice words I was saying were coming from. Maybe it was the fact that she did indeed seem the upmost genuine about everything had had come out of her mouth. Maybe it was that she seemed so much more vulnerable and nervous than I thought she would. Though, every part of me knew it was only because she did seem different in every way possible. Even her looks were different than I thought they were going to be.
My eyes shifted down towards our hands that were entwined and her fingers were lightly rubbing over the palm of my hand. Camilla smiled and nodded her head, "I can be pretty bossy and self centered as well. Tell me Mr. Davenport, do you think you can handle it?"
She tried her best to mask the smirk with an innocent look but she fail. Soon she was leaning back and giggling and I couldn't help but notice I was laughing as well. At least she could admit it, which was more than I could say about any other woman in the elite world.
A rather large smile took over my lips and I couldn't help but think that it would be permanently scarred there for the rest of the night. Miss Camilla Beaumont actually had a sense of humor and I was surprised. "I think I can handle it. Don't worry sweetheart, you won't be able to get rid of me that easily." I told her, as I opened the limo door and hopped out. After a moment, I turned and held my hand out to her. "Are you ready this?"
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Okay so this chapter was to just get a feel of Sawyer and Camilla (Savannah) and how they will act together. I thought this was kind of cute and the next chapter will be the charity ball!! So stay tuned and i will try to get it out as soon as possible.
pic of Harrison (will be introduced in the next chapter)---->
Ps- If you guys like it then please vote and comment on it! i would really like to know if i should continue or not and i cant know that if you guys arent giving me any feed back! I can promise this is going to get better, its a little more mature, (hopefully, well thats what i am aiming for) than Running on the Beach at Night, Between Love and Deception, and Perfect so there obviously wont be as much highschool drama shit but there will be drama. I REPEAT there will be drama! So dont give up on me now! PLEASEEEEEE!
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