Infinite Desire (2 page)

Savannah

"Vegas
baby!" Brooklyn shouts for the entire city to hear as we step out of our
taxi at the entrance of Kayden's hotel and casino. It's right down the road
from Paris.

Taking
in the bright lights of Vegas Strip and the Eiffel Tower all lit up, I try to
get Brooklyn to focus on the task at hand. "Brooklyn! Focus! We need to
find Kayden."

Rolling
her eyes and letting out a dramatic sigh, Brooklyn reaches for my hand and
pulls me towards the entrance of Knox Hotel and Casino.

"We'll
find Kayden...then we're going to hit the clubs!"

With
Brooklyn, we'll either end up in jail or close to it by the time we're through
with sin city.

Walking
into the lobby I waste no time heading straight to the registration desk.
Thankfully the line isn’t too long. Sliding my oversized sunglasses off; I toss
them into my purse. After a few minutes of waiting, and inhaling clouds of
second hand smoke, I finally approach the counter.

“Hi,
welcome to The Knox Hotel and Casino.” The middle aged woman says, greeting us
with an overly enthusiastic smile. I don’t know how these people have a voice
left after working in a casino full of cigarette smoke all day. I’ll surely be
suffering from laryngitis by the time we leave Las Vegas.

Digging
my wallet out of my over-sized purse, I flash a small smile. “Hi, I’m Savannah
Livingston, my fiancé is Kayden Knox. I just need a key card to his penthouse
suite.” I try to keep my voice down and not draw attention to us, but that’s
hard to do especially with Brooklyn. She is popping her gum and chatting
everyone in line behind us.

Squinting
her eyes at me, the woman with the name tag reading Vivian, looks me over with
nothing but doubt in her eyes. I can only imagine how many women try to get up
to his suite once they learn he’s in town. It makes my skin crawl thinking
about how many women Kayden brought back to his suite. It wasn’t too long ago
he was as big of a man-whore as Dixon.

“Yeah,
and I’m Celine Dion. Sorry doll, you’re not the first nor will you be the last
to try and get up to Mr. Knox’s room. If you’d like to book a room, I’d be more
than happy to help you. If not then please be on your way. I have a line of
people behind you eager to get checked in and start gambling.” She says with
her voice dripping with annoyance.

I
know she’s only doing her job, and I appreciate that because I don’t want any
skank off the street to mosey on up to my boyfriend’s suite. But my face has
been all over the place for Christ sake! We just did an engagement announcement
with People magazine! I definitely don’t want to call Kayden and tell him I’m
here. I really want to surprise him. I could call Jax, but I hate asking him to
lie to Kayden.

Pulling
out my iPhone, I scroll through my photos and pull up a picture of Kayden &
I. Letting out an exasperated breath; I hold my phone in front of her. “There,
now can we
please
have our key cards.” Dropping my phone back into my
purse, I glance at Brooklyn who’s about one second away from jumping over the
counter and grabbing a damn key card herself. I definitely don’t want to cause
a scene and be dragged out of here by security. That would be mortifying!

Giving
me a weary glance she finally tells us, “I’ll need to see your I.D.’s and then
you’re good to go. I’m sorry for the inconvenience and I hope you understand
I’m just trying to do my job.” Brooklyn and I waste no time fishing our I.D.’s
out of our wallets. Within seconds Vivian is sliding over our key cards and
welcoming us to
‘Fabulous Las Vegas’.

~~~

Looking
in the mirror I am shocked at my appearance. I’ve finally put some weight back
on from my accident, and I’ve got a kick ass tan going on. I just straightened
my hair and finished the last few touches on my makeup. I slipped into a micro-mini
sequin dress and hot pink pumps; hot pink is my signature color. I’m going to
get my man and make him want to take me into the closest room we can find.

I
can hear
Clarity
blasting from Brooklyn’s phone as I walk into the
living room of Kayden’s penthouse suite. Thankfully they’re all out, so it gave
us time to freshen up before we go and hunt them down. I immediately know its
Dixon calling her. She set that ringtone for him a few weeks ago and it is
perfect for them. I can’t for the life of me wrap my head around whatever the
hell they are. She’s sort of tag-teaming between Jax and Dixon. As soon as he
heard from Kayden that things were getting serious between Brooklyn and Jax,
Dixon started showing up a lot more.

“Heyyyy!”
I hear Brooklyn say in her valley voice. “Oh really, well sounds like you’re
having a hell of a lot more fun than Savannah and I.”

I
called it weeks ago. I told Brooklyn he doesn’t want to commit to her, but
doesn’t want her to commit to anyone else. He wants her to be with just him,
but wants the freedom to stick his dick into any other chick he wants. If I were
Brooklyn, I would’ve kicked him upside the head a long time ago. I guess she
enjoys the drama and excitement. I know for myself, I much rather stick to a
low key, drama free relationship. I’ve had enough drama in my life these last
several months to last me a freakin’ life time!

Walking
across the marble floor, my heels are clicking and clacking with the sound echoing
throughout the massive suite. Grabbing my clutch, I dig my phone out and check
my messages. Brooklyn is just ending her call with Dixon when I finish up my
text to Kayden.

Me:

I can’t wait until Wednesday,
so I can finally c u & make up for lost time. Glad all this shit is behind
us so we can finally move on with our lives. <3 u! c u soon xoxo

Wrapping
her arm around my waist and pulling me against her, Brooklyn flashes me a
devilish grin practically blinding me with her megawatt smile. “Okay, so here’s
the plan. Dixon said they’re all leaving dinner and heading back here for some
UFC party they’re throwing at Vertigo. So we need to get our hot little ass’s
outta here in case they decide to stop up here for anything beforehand.”

“Dixon?
Seriously, Brooklyn?” I ask with sarcasm in my voice. Shaking my head at her,
we quickly head out of the suite, and down to the elevators.

Letting
out a small laugh Brooklyn snaps her head around, “Hey! Don’t judge me! That
guy is a rock star in the sack. Jax can rock my world; don’t get me wrong, but
Dixon is in a category all his own. You can tell he and Kayden are
related…that’s all I’ll say.”

Rolling
my eyes and letting an aggravated moan escape my mouth, I whip my eyes from
Brooklyn to the elevator. “Brooklyn, I
really
don’t want to hear about Dixon’s
penis at the moment.” Pressing the button for the elevator we jump on as soon
as the doors slide open.

“Hey,
I can’t allow you to be the only one able to brag about the Texas sized-dick
her boyfriend has. I’ve had my fair share of Oscar Mayer wieners, so when I get
a large Southern sausage, I’m going to freakin’ brag about it!” Brooklyn says
giggling and bumping hips with me. “Chill out Savannah. You’re going to go find
Kayden, have wild animalistic make-up sex and all will be right with the world again.”

Leaning
against the wall of the elevator, listening to the rock music pumping out of
the speakers, I can’t help but feel a knot twisting in my stomach. I feel like
it isn’t going to be that easy. I seriously wish I would’ve punched that bitch
Giselle in the face last night. She is so jealous of my relationship with
Kayden that she went as far as selling a fake ass story to the press. Then,
having her friend tell various magazines that she slept with Kayden when he was
in Paris for work.

I
hate myself for doubting Kayden, but I didn’t know what to think. Logan cheated
on me with half of LA, and I was freakin’ clueless that it was going on. He was
just as romantic, and loving as Kayden. I’m only human. I just hope this
doesn’t cause a strain on our relationship, and we can move forward with our
lives. I want to start planning our wedding, and finally get our happy ever
after. We’ve been through too much crap in such a short amount of time. I think
it’s about time fate cuts us some slack, and let us be freakin’ happy!

~~~

After
a lot of persuading we finally got into the party. I guess Vertigo is only open
to guests who are on the list to attend. It’s some big UFC party for an
upcoming fight next weekend. Brooklyn flirted our way through the line since the
bouncer could care less that I’m engaged to the owner of the hotel.

The
club is packed and it’s only nine p.m. I can’t believe some of the people who
are here. I know UFC is a popular sport, but
wow
! Some of the biggest
names in Hollywood are here tonight. My jaw drops when I spot the UFC poster
hanging above the DJ. Staring down at me is Shayne…my random one-night-stand
from last Halloween. Who just so happened to be in LA partying last night! No
wonder he said he knew Kayden.

“Want
me to go grab you a drink?” Brooklyn shouts in my ear, snapping me out of my
state of shock.

Turning
around I stare at Brooklyn with my eyes wide, the music is so loud it’s
impossible to have a conversation without yelling to one another. Grabbing her
arm and ignoring her question, I point my finger towards the DJ and the massive
banner with Shayne on it.

I
give Brooklyn my, ‘OH FUCK!’ look as I try to process that tonight may
not
go as planned.

“Holy
shit! Shayne Andrews is Shayne…LA Shayne?! He’s a UFC fighter?”

Grabbing
her hand I drag her into the bathroom of the night club. Pulling her down onto
the circle couch in the corner of the room, I rest my face in my hands. “Oh.
My. God. Brooklyn. What am I going to do if I find Kayden, and he wants to
introduce me to the fighters he’s hosting this party for? What do I say? Oh
hey, I already know him because he handcuffed me to his car and fucked my
brains out last Halloween?!”

Brooklyn
not holding back laughter, tells me, “Your life is juicier than the damn soap
operas Savannah. You just can’t make this shit up!”

Dropping
my hands onto my lap, I drag my gaze from the tile floor and lock eyes with
Brooklyn. “I’m glad you find this whole thing so entertaining.” I say with a
little more attitude than I planned, but I am royally pissed off right now.

Gripping
my shoulder and shaking me until my teeth rattle; Brooklyn flashes me a small
smile, “Listen, that’s just worst case scenario. This place is bursting at the seams
with people. I highly doubt you’ll see Shayne. Hell, it’s going to be hard
enough tracking down Knox in this place tonight.”

I
guess she’s right; the odds of seeing Shayne are pretty slim. This place is
insane, and more than likely he’ll be sitting in a VIP booth the entire time
drinking expensive champagne while being surrounded by bimbo Barbie’s.

“You’re
right. I need to stay sober and alert tonight. Let’s go to the bar and I’ll
grab myself water.
I am not
letting anything get in the way of Kayden
and me again. I just want to find him, and get the hell outta hear.”

Standing,
I adjust my dress, check my make-up in the mirror and work up the courage to
head back out into the club. I’m praying tonight doesn’t turn into a drama
fest!

~~~

Standing
against the bar, I watch the Go-Go dancers beside the DJ while waiting to order
our drinks. Brooklyn is texting away on her phone while I’m scanning the club
for any sign of Kayden.

The
dance floor is directly in front of us and is jam packed with people. I can’t
help but think back to last year when we came to Vegas. It was just Brooklyn
and I while Logan stayed back in LA for work. We had a blast doing a girls
weekend. Gambling and dancing until four in the morning with total strangers.
It was carefree fun. Its crazy reflecting back on my life a year ago, compared
to what it is now. I was with Logan, and settling for what I thought was love.
Before Kayden, I had no idea what true love felt like.

I’d
take this crazy insane life over a quiet peaceful one any day. As long as I am
with Kayden that’s all I care about. He makes all the trials and tribulations
worth it. I know we’ve both made mistakes and been through a lot, but I believe
our love is strong enough to make it through anything.

“Oh
shit…you’re not going to like this, but things just got a little more
complicated.” Brooklyn says with panic in her voice, snapping me out of my
thoughts.

Taking
in a sharp breathe, I prepare myself for whatever it is Brooklyn has to tell
me. “Oh God! What now?” I ask leaning against the bar and watching Brooklyn as
she reads whatever it is she’s looking at on her phone.

I
am two seconds away from ordering a shot of Whiskey because I’m in desperate
need of something to calm my nerves. To top it off, Kayden has yet to text me
back, which is totally unlike him. He always responds back to me no matter how
busy he is.

Stepping
closer, Brooklyn squeezes herself between a group of girls shouting their orders
to the bartender. “This is not good…God damn blood suckers. They will do
anything for a story.” Shaking her head and looking as if she’s ready to kick
the crap out of someone, she holds her phone up in front of me so I can see
what’s got her fired up.