Savanna’s POV

“Sav, let’s go,” Gray tugged at my arm lightly, probably lost on why I was so hung up on arguing with a random security guard. “Let’s just go somewhere else. Let’s meet Kaden again some other time.”

“Can you wait for me in the car?” I asked Gray, who looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. “I just—I will just retouch my make-up. I’ll be down in a bit.”

“But you don’t have to, Sav. You’re beautiful as always,” he said ...