Wrong by KC Klein

Author:KC Klein [Klein, KC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Klein Publishing
Published: 2018-01-07T18:30:00+00:00

Savannah paused at the entrance to allow her eyes to adjust. The room was dimmed, allowing the mirrored ball to shoot its rays of light in a slow, dizzy-inducing circle. The three-piece band played something suitable for awkward shuffles on the dance floor and louder alcohol-generated conversations.

“Shall we?”

She looked up at the elderly man with a shockingly full head of white hair, hooded brown eyes, and a closed-lip smile that did nothing to improve his face. Keith, CEO of Century Oil, waited for her reply as he patiently clasped her hand in the crook of his arm. It wasn’t until he raised one bushy eyebrow that she realized she’d hesitated stepping into the grand ballroom.

This is ridiculous. You’re fine.

Except, she didn’t feel fine. Her heart pounded, mouth dry, palms were sweaty. Every part of her wanted to run away, find a car that would take her home so she didn’t have to stay here and smile up at a man she didn’t like, didn’t think was funny, and didn’t need to pretend not to want to punch him in the face every time his hand “accidentally” brushed across her butt.

Savannah looked down at her shoes, trying to draw the strength to smile, take a step, nod. Images came to mind. Ones of Baltimore—grease stains marking her as much as the poverty that was etched in her face. Margarita—wearing long sleeve shirts in the summer to hide the marks her children’s father had left behind. Her mother—standing on the border of their property looking out over land and roads she could never travel.

Then it was there. The absolute determined resolve that came from the hollowed place within her bones, nurtured far below in her gut, that had never once failed her. She found the courage to smile up at Keith, making sure the adoration reached her eyes.

By the look on his face, it had. He inhaled and full-smiled at her, showing a row of the straightest, whitest teeth that could only be fake.

She let him lead her as they walked across the room—the long way. His reasoning wasn’t a shocker, and honestly couldn’t blame him. They both needed to make sure they got what they wanted out of this deal. For her, it was a contract and a marriage. For him, it was admiration.

Savannah was easily the most beautiful woman in the room. It wasn’t conceit. God hadn’t given her much, but he’d gifted her a body men loved and a face women envied. In a man’s world, she’d be a fool not to use it. So, if Keith wanted to show her off, she’d play her part and let him.

She could feel the men’s appreciative stares and the women’s spiteful ones. No surprise what they’d say about her. The whispers later in the powder room or the gossip over the third glass of champagne. How the only way she could’ve made F&S Trucking successful was from her back. How she was all beauty, no brains. How she had no idea how to run a successful trucking company and had to marry a man who could.

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