~*~* CARLEY'S POV*~*~
I wonder what's between them? They seem to be more than just friends, or even acquaintances... I'll have to remember to ask Savannah later...
"I have decided that you may stay the night, but only tonight. Tomorrow you leave, and Savannah stays with me." Baylor said, staring at me with stern eyes.
"Sounds great! I guess we should go find our rooms then!" I said, as I glanced over at Max.
"You mean room. You two will be sharing Savannah's room. She will give you ground rules when she takes you." He replied.
"Wait-you mean to say that I have to share a room with her...? As in we will sleep in the same room, but not in the same bed, right?" Max said, looking panicked.
"Actually... No. You'll share the same bed-unless of course you want to sleep on the floor..." I wouldn't mind sharing a bed with him...
*~*~ MAX'S POV ~*~*
What the hell is he talking about 'sharing a room and a bed'!? I'm not sharing with her... I don't want to ruin what we have... Whatever we have. I wish it was more, but we should decide that ourselves-without the assistance of Savannah and President Baylor...
"Then I guess I'll let her have the bed. I'll sleep on the floor," I said, irritated.
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Mr. President
Genç KurguWhat happens when Savannah Grace, a teenage girl from a small town in Kansas, is personally flown in to Washington, DC to live with her dad? Well that's what you will find out in this story. The idea is not original. I got the idea from Lindsay( 19...
