A Little Cinderella Moment

Chapter 49

Chase P.O.V

I see the elevator door close, and Savannah disappears from my sight again. How could I have fucked up again? What did I do? I knocked on the door a few times and because Mr. Blakemore didn't answer I walked into his office. I hate the fact that Dad has asked me to urgently take these files to him. I didn't want to disturb them, but I had no choice.

I admit I walked into the office at the wrong time but hearing that some guy tried to come on to my Savannah. I instantly saw red. I want to find this fucker and teach him to not even think about coming near her again. Until it hit me. Savannah is not mine. I walk back into Mr. Blakemore's office to give him the files.

"Sir I'm sorry about what just happened. I didn't mean to intrude I just had to give you these files. I'm sorry if I invaded your privacy, it honestly wasn't my intention sir. I did knock I guess you were too deep into your conversation with Savannah you didn't hear."

"Chase please don't apologize for what just happened. Savannah is privately protective, if you're not included in the conversation then don't listen in."

"I understand sir and again I'm sorry that I intruded. But may I ask you something sir before I head back to my desk?"

"Sure, Chase what is it?" Mr. Blakemore leans back in his chair looking at me with his fingers linked but with his two index fingers pointing up resting against his bottom lip.

"Who is that Kyle guy Savannah was talking about?"

"He is the town's punk-ass kid who thinks he's deserving of everything he touches. He's been trying to date Savannah since the start of high school. I don't like the kid there's just something about him that makes me dislike him I just don't know what it is."

When Mr. Blakemore tells me more information about this Kyle guy, and I am struggling to keep myself from booking a flight, finding him, and kicking his ass for even looking in Savannah's direction. Don't get me started on the rage I am feeling just hearing him touching her I am trying so damn hard to keep it cool in front of her father.

"Chase, I can see those cogs turning in your head, and I will only tell you this once. Kyle is not worth your energy, you are a better man than he is, you have nothing to worry about as I have told him if he even thinks about coming near my daughter again, I have my shotgun to hand. Just calm down I can see the steam coming out of your ears. Savannah knows better you should trust her a little bit more."

I hate to admit this, but Mr. Blakemore is right. I do need to calm down. Most importantly though he is right on another thing. I do have to learn to trust Savannah more than I do. I think back to what Savannah was saying to me in the car and it got me thinking. This upcoming freshman class of Berkeley chatroom is something I should check out and see what it's all about.

But it will have to wait until after I have finished my day's work here in the office. I promised my dad for when it's time for me to take over the company I would know the ins and outs of the business and put in the hours at the office. I love working here at the office and working alongside some great people such as Mr. Blakemore. My dad wasn't kidding when he said he was good with numbers. He helped me see a mistake for a client I didn't even notice, that's how good he is.

I can't wait for today to be over with though so I can get home and just wait and see if my sister is going to threaten to kick my ass or not. I think she will though as I know that girls talk, and they talk about anything and everything. And if there is one person who I know loves a bit of gossip is my twin sister Jen.

A few hours later I arrive home from doing my day at the office. And trust the first voice I hear when I park my car in the garage is my sister's.

"You eavesdropping dick!"

I lift my head up and look at her. "Jen, you don't know what happened. What I did was innocent. Even ask her father as I spoke to him for a while after she ran out of the building and wouldn't let me explain why I was there. So don't go judging me before you know both sides of the story. You're supposed to be my twin sister you show know me better than anyone." I get out of the car slamming it shut behind me out of frustration.

"Why do you think I'm here dipshit. You and Savannah are so alike in personalities I still think you would be perfect for each other. I just wish you would stop fucking up as soon as things get good between you guys."

"Jen, I don't have time to talk to you right now, but I will later. I've got something I wanna check out first and foremost."

"But what are you going to do about Savannah?"

As I was leaving the garage I turned and looked at her. "I'm doing as her father suggested, give her some time to cool off and process. What happened was an innocent accident." I then turned back around and headed for my room.

After having a quick shower, I change into a T-shirt and basketball shorts. I take a seat at my desk and load up my laptop. With Savannah's comment still fresh in my mind after I picked her up from the airport, I load up the upcoming freshman year class chatroom. I've made an account and set up my profile. Oddly, they don't allow pictures only avatars. What year are we in the early 2000s?