Page 39 of Falling for my Brother's Best Friend
“She likes ‘Baby Shark’ too.”
“You talked to her?” Denver asks.
Calista nods. “She called three times.”
We all laugh, though mine is hollow.
I thought I had this in the bag. I’d never been surer of anything in my life. When Savannah had to move in, I thought it was a sign, but I was wrong. The Bailey boys are right. I have to put my desire for Savannah in a box and lock it up tight.
Calista begs for “Baby Shark” again and entertains us with a dance when her uncle concedes. Having her there allows us to ignore the discomfort of them having to come here to politely ask me not to pursue their sister. I never want a visit like this again, so my hands are in the air, surrendering.
Savannah Bailey will never be mine.
