Mr. President

Chapter 14

*~*~BAYLOR'S POV~*~*

I just don't understand... One minute she has no friends, and the next these people show up... I really need to talk to Savannah...

"Savannah? Can I talk to you?"

"Sure, Bay, what's up?" She looked at me with that cute look I couldn't resist.

"Er-alone, please." I looked away. I didn't want to sound harsh or confusing.

"Of course. Car, Max, I will be back in a minute. Don't move. Understand?" Savannah gave them a sort of knowing look.

I took her to the parlor and sat down on the plush sofa.

"Savannah, who are these people? I thought you said you have no friends?" I asked so confused. I sounded harsher than I intended.

"They are friends, but they aren't friends. If they were my real friends they would've been there for me when I needed them most... I think the only reason they are here now is because I'm in the White House. Bay, can you be the one to make them leave?" Savannah's eyes looked sincere. She didn't want me to make her tell these people to leave.

"Of course, but when? I don't want to feel like I'm running them off." I was uncertain of my decisions. This was so unlike me.

"Tomorrow? They can spend the night in my room. I can sleep in a guest room."

"Oh no you're not. You will either sleep in your room, or sleep in my room. They will not change where you sleep. You may decide." Why was I sounding so demanding.

"I may sleep in your room? You would be okay with that?" Her eyes got big.

~*~*SAVANNAH'S POV*~*~

He's actually going to let me stay in his room? But where will he sleep?

"Of course I'd be okay with that. After all, it's only one night, and if you are uncomfortable with me being with you, I mean I can surely-"

"Stay with me in your room? Please? I would feel so weird without you in your own room." I cut him off, not wanting him to finish. I wanted him so badly to just stay with me.