Savannah Series Boxed Set: Four Full Novels and One Novella

by Jamie, Danielle

  Knox

  Laughing, I put a thick coat of gloss on and do as my fiancé asks and snap a picture of myself biting into a chocolate covered strawberry, making sure I send him a great view of my tongue licking the bottom of the strawberry. I send the picture to Kayden, and head over to the bar.

  Sliding up onto the leather seat I take a small sip from my cocktail, “So what do y’all have planned for our wild and crazy evening?” I ask eyeing my three best friends who look like the cat that ate the canary. They are so up to something!

  Spinning around on her stool, Rebecca jumps down and makes her way over to the bartender whispering something into his ear. I look from Mya to Brooklyn giving them a questionable look but they both just grin at me and sip their drinks.

  Sashaying back towards us, Rebecca begins giggling as the bartender turns on the sound system blasting Big & Rich’s Save a Horse Ride a Cowboy. Stepping up onto her stool she climbs onto the bar flashing me a devilish smirk as she holds her hand out towards me. “Come on Savannah!”

  Shaking my head as I let a small giggle escape me, I climb up onto the bar beside her, taking extra care not to slip in my stilettos.

  Brooklyn and Mya waste no time jumping up on the bar beside us. We’re all in a fit of laughter as we dance on the bar; we know this dance from the music video by heart.

  Rebecca knows exactly what she’s doing. Our first night in Houston, back in November, we danced on the bar to this song and that is the same night Kayden blew into my life, altering it forever.

  As the song ends, the entire nightclub goes dark and the stage lights up.

  I snap my head looking at my friends who seem none too shocked by what’s transpiring, so I know this is yet another surprise in their evil plan for this evening.

  We all climb off the bar and Mya begins walking towards the stage, glancing over her shoulder she tells us, “Okay ladies, time to sit down and enjoy the show!”

  Just as the words leave her mouth, music starts thumping out of the speakers, and we all hurry across the club and sit at one of the couches by the stage.

  Oh God. I already know what this is. Strippers!

  Brooklyn, practically reading my mind confirms it when she shouts, “Get your dollar bills ready, ladies! The party is about to begin!”

  Daft Punk’s song Get Lucky starts playing as the first stripper makes his way out onto the stage. He’s dressed head to toe in a police costume.

  “Wooohoooo! Take it off baby!” Brooklyn shouts swinging her hand full of dollar bills around in the air.

  Rebecca and Mya start cat calling at him as he spins around and begins grinding his hips and flings his hat towards us.

  I can’t stop laughing. These poor men; they’re fresh meat and I’m in a room full of hungry lionesses.

  Spinning around he shakes his butt at us as he rips his pants off and tosses them to the side of the stage. Rebecca jumps to her feet whistling and runs over to slip a hundred in his G-string.

  Sliding his aviators down his nose he winks at her with a cocky smile on his face. Rebecca gasps and slaps her hand over her mouth, the music starts to change to Nelly’s It’s Getting Hot in Here, as Mr. Sexy Police Officer makes his way off the stage spinning his handcuffs around his finger.

  Making her way back to us, Rebecca’s eyes are as big as saucers, “The hottie Police Officer seemed to have a little thing for you.” I tease as she plops back down on the couch beside me, fanning herself.

  She lets out a nervous laugh, “Yeah, I want him for Christmas…okay?” Before downing the rest of her drink with one big gulp.

  The next stripper is ripped with arms the size of my head and has smooth skin the color of milk chocolate, covered in tattoos. As Nelly sings about taking all of your clothes off, he pulls his muscle shirt over his head, spinning it around and tosses it off of the stage. It’s dark with only the strobe lights flashing over the stage so it’s hard to see his face.

  Jumping off the stage he walks over to Mya and starts grinding his hips and thrusting them to the beat of the music, giggling, she sheepishly slips a bill into the waist of his sweatpants.

  He climbs back up onto the stage, and flexing his biceps winks down at us before making his way to the back of the stage and disappearing behind the curtain.

  “Oh my God, this is soooo fun!” Brooklyn is practically bouncing out of her seat as we wait for the next stripper.

  “I can’t believe you guys hired strippers…” I say rolling my eyes and fanning myself with the bills in my hand.

  “Girl, I didn’t have any for my bachelorette party because my freakin’ mother-in-law was there. So we had to get some for yours!” I can’t help but laugh at Mya.

  I felt so bad for her when Braxton’s mom crashed our party at their mansion in Houston. Nothing was more hilarious than us hiding in the bathroom trying to call the company we hired the strippers from to tell them to cancel. It would have been pretty funny though to see his mother’s face as a man struts into their living room and ripped all of his clothes off.

  LMFAO starts blasting through the speakers, “Ohhh I love this song!” Brooklyn screams jumping to her feet as the next stripper runs out onto the stage. Damn, she is so excited.

  He’s wearing knee high socks with red Chuck Taylors, gym shorts, and men’s work out tank. He’s even wearing a sweat band with his hair spiked up into a faux hawk.

  Running to the edge of the stage, he spins sideways and starts curling a weight while flashing a cocky smile that goes perfect with the lyrics, I’m Sexy and I Know It.

  Jogging in place he raises his weights up above his face giving us a sneak peek at his six-pack. “Yeahhh baby, take it off!!” Brooklyn shouts waving her money around as she sashays up to the stage. This one’s funnier than sexy!

  Dropping his weights, he takes Brooklyn’s hand and pulls her onto the stage. Within seconds he’s peeling his shirt off and drapes it over her shoulders.

  There’s a chair off to the corner of the stage that he grabs and slides into the center and asks her to sit in.

  “Oh my, Brooklyn’s going to get a lap dance!” I say looking over at Mya and Rebecca who are hootin’ and hollerin’ up at the sexy personal trainer stripper.

  “Yeah she is, lucky bitch!” Rebecca shouts up towards the stage before bursting out laughing. Brooklyn keeps pointing at his “hung-low” and looking at us with her eyes big as saucers. All of a sudden she yells, “I’ve got to see if it’s a sock!”

  Gripping his waist band, the stripper grinds his hips in front of Brooklyn as he slowly pulls his shorts down before yanking them back up. Turning, he faces us again and yanks on his shorts ripping them off and tosses them towards us causing them to land at our feet.

  Brooklyn’s blushing with her hand over her mouth realizing that it is indeed all man in front of her. He shakes his well-toned ass in her face. She doesn’t waste any time stuffing every bill in her hand into his G-string.

  “Dammmn!” She shouts, as he spins around and straddles her lap thrusting his crotch in her face. On his upswing, he hits her under the chin…we all fell out of our chairs.

  “Oh dear GOD!” Mya screams, as we watch Brooklyn smack both hands over his exposed ass cheeks and gives them a little squeeze.

  I cannot believe she just did that! My bachelorette party just turned into girls gone wild! “Good thing Dixon isn’t here! Crazy Brooklyn is making an appearance tonight!” Just as my words come out, the guy stripping for Brooklyn bends down and kisses her straight on the lips before sprinting off of the stage.

  What the fuck!? If any strippers try to plant one on me, I swear to God, I will bust his fuckin’ nose.

  Brooklyn, jumping off of the stage, walks back over to the couch joining us with a big ass grin spread across her face.

  “You do know you’re married right?” I say, sarcastically.

  Snickering she glances at me as she nibbles on her bottle lip, “Yeah, I broke one rule. But hey, I won’t break the other.” She says nonchalantly.r />
  Waving my hand to the one and only bottle girl in the club tonight, I signal for her to bring me another Cherry Hooker.

  We’re all busy gushing over the last three strippers when the strobe lights go out, leaving us in total darkness. Leaning towards me, Brooklyn whispers “I think we have one more stripper left, before our little peep show is over.” It’s so dark I can’t even see my hand in front of my face.

  Ginuwine’s Pony starts playing, and the strobe lights turn back on illuminating our last stripper standing in the center of the stage. “Oh my God, this is so like Magic Mike!” I exclaim with laughter in my voice. “What’s funny is Kayden set this as my ringtone for him on my phone when we first got together.”

  All three in unison say, “I loooove Magic Mike! Best Movie Ever!”

  The stripper is wearing a cowboy hat, cowboy boots and chaps with a G-string.

  Oh my fuckin’ hotness!

  “Ladies, I’m going for the cowboy!” I tip back the remainder of my drink, and make my way to the stage, waving a one hundred dollar bill as the sexy cowboy sways to the music, displaying his fine ass for us.

  “Wanna jump on it?” He asks, with a familiar sexy drawl hitting my ears.

  Kayden? No way!

  Deciding to play along, I take his hand and allow him to pull me up onto the stage. Pressing my hand against his warm taut muscles, I flash him a sultry smile. “I’d love to ride your pony…”

  I’m doing my best to not break out into a fit of laughter as Kayden lets out a raspy moan and tilts his hat further over his eyes.

  “Sit.” Doing as I’m told I quickly plop down in the chair on stage. I glance down at the girls, all sitting on the couch whispering to one another.

  They know this is Kayden, those sneaky little bitches! I bet every dime I have that the other strippers where Jax, Braxton and Dixon. Now Brooklyn going all crazy on the athletic stripper makes perfect sense.

  Removing his hat from his head, Kayden sets it on top of mine, and begins dancing in front of me. With each thump of the bass he thrusts his crotch at me causing me to bite down hard on my bottom lip. I know exactly what’s inside that banana hammock, and all the crazy things it can do to me.

  “Like what you see?” He husks as his eyes lock with mine. The heat pouring out of them is like molten lava melting me in my seat, instantly sending me back to the first time I ever locked eyes with this gorgeous man eleven months ago.

  “You bet your finely-toned ass I do.” I mentally fist pump as I successfully have the words come out smoother than molasses. I’m channeling my inner vixen and am going to play along.

  He lets out a husky laugh that makes my entire body tingle and ache to be touched. Taking a page from Brooklyn’s book I lean forward, never taking my eyes off of his, and clamp his G-string between my teeth. Tugging on it gently I leave enough space to slip a bill into it before I snap it free.

  “Big Spender, huh? I better make this lap dance worth the money then darlin’,” Kayden says.

  I slowly drag my tongue over my lip as I watch my sexy ass cowboy shaking it on stage in front of me.

  His muscles flex and his skin glows in a rainbow of colors as they cascade above us. Holding his hands above his head he grinds his hips at me and I quickly take notice of the growing erection in my face.

  “Dayum baby, you are the hottest frickin’ cowboy I’ve ever laid eyes on.” My words are breathy as Kayden makes me lose all train of thought. He spins around and shakes his bare ass in my face; getting caught up in the moment, I slap it. He looks down at me over his shoulder and winks before taking my hand and leading me down to the floor.

  Pulling out his Magic Mike moves he drops down like he’s about to do a push up, and does so while his hardening cock is grinding in the air just inches from my face.

  God! He looks down right irresistible in these chaps! It’s like my ultimate fantasy coming true; he’s putting Channing Tatum to shame!

  It’s taking everything in me to not jump up and drag him backstage.

  I hear whistling, and Brooklyn shouting, “Work it cowboy!” Blushing, I close my eyes momentarily, opening them again as Kayden is climbing to his feet and extending his hand down to help me back up.

  The music lowers and turns to a techno beat as the bartender’s voice comes over the sound system, “Sorry Ladies, it’s almost the end of this strip tease, but before these gentlemen go they are all going to come together on stage to dance for you one more time!”

  Taking his hat off of my head, Kayden sets it back on top of his. I stand staring up at him not sure what to say.

  “Ya better get down there, the Grand Finale is about to start.” He flashes me his panty droppin’ smile as he snakes his arm around my waist pulling me flush against him.

  Biting down on my lip I tug on it for a second as I get lost is his gaze; the music growing louder brings me back to reality. I drop my eyes to the floor momentarily, and then drag them back up slowly giving Kayden a small smile.

  “I didn’t know you had moves like Jagger. I think you just put Channing Tatum to shame.” I laugh.

  Kayden slides his fingers down my face, and brushing a stray ringlet behind my ear, “Baby, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

  Slapping his chest, I back away and start to head back down to join the girls on the couch. Just before stepping off I spin back around to Kayden, “Hey, Knox!”

  “Yeah?” He asks with a cocky smile creeping up on his lips.

  Twirling my hair around my finger I drag my eyes over his delicious body ever so slowly before responding, “You better be wearing this in the bedroom tonight.” I wink at him and burst out laughing as he stares back at me.

  “Baby; don’t you worry, I plan on it. I might also steal Jax’s handcuffs. Ya know, do some roll-playin’…Me the Texas Ranger and you the extremely naughty waitress at the Brothel.”

  Jumping off of the stage, I glance back at him one more time, “I look forward to it Cowboy.” Then sashay over to the couch making sure to shake my ass the entire way, giving Kayden something to look at, instead of vice versa.

  The guys came out for one more performance stripping to Its Raining Men, which was very comical since I now knew who was up there shakin’ what their mama’s gave them.

  I caught Rebecca and Jax stealing glances at one another throughout their last performance. There’s definitely something there, and I don’t think either of them can fight it much longer.

  Brooklyn noticed it too; which I was sure would damper our evening, but I was surprised when all eight of us squeezed into the limo and Brooklyn called them out. She told them she knew the night of our party at the beach that there was something going on between them, and the next morning Rebecca had GUILTY written all over her face.

  Rebecca looked scared shitless sitting in the limo next to Mya and Braxton. Jax quickly jumped to her defense saying they didn’t mean for it to happen; but it did, and the last thing either of them wanted was to hurt Brooklyn. But he will not apologize for his feelings.

  I was extremely uncomfortable for myself and Dixon who was sitting there watching this unfold. Until this moment none of us ever felt uncomfortable being around Jax, Dixon and Brooklyn.

  Sensing the discomfort bubbling over in the very small area, Brooklyn snuggled up to Dixon, holding his hand tightly. She gave him a soft reassuring smile then turned her focus back onto Rebecca and Jax.

  She told them point blank, she loves Dixon, and is very happy with her life with him. She cherishes her friendship with both Rebecca and Jax, and if they want to explore where their relationship could go, she’s okay with it. Matter of fact, she was happy for them.

  That totally shocked the hell outta me! Brooklyn’s normally the jealous kind; even with guys she only randomly hooked up with. The old Brooklyn would have flipped the fuck out if one of our friends hooked up with a guy that she was once with. I guess falling in love has changed her.

  Chapter Sixteen

  My stomach is a ball of nerv
es. Tonight is our rehearsal dinner and tomorrow our big day. I’ve been stalking the weather channel’s website to make sure tomorrow’s forecast doesn’t change; the last thing we need is rain while we’re getting married on the beach.

  Kayden’s mother arrived at our beach house a little over an hour ago, along with tons of other family members. Kayden’s mother, Rebecca, Jax, Ryder and Kylee with their daughter Evelyn are staying at our house.

  We didn’t learn until just last week that Ryder and Kylee split up; so now, they are sleeping in separate guest rooms. I feel bad that his girlfriend Harper couldn’t make it. The only good thing is they seem to be getting along well, so I pray there’s no wedding day drama.

  My parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles are staying at my parents’ beach house. Since they’re all staying there, Brooklyn and Dixon are spending the night at our beach house too. All of our other guests have rooms for the weekend at the Hotel Galvez here in Galveston.

  We’re doing a practice run down on the beach in fifteen minutes, and then heading to Galvez for dinner with everyone. My mother suggested I get a room at the hotel for the night because it’s supposed to be bad luck to see the Groom before the wedding. But I told her we’ve already discussed it and Kayden is going to stay downstairs in one of our guest rooms, and I’ll sleep up in our master bedroom. We’re going to take extra care to not see each other until the moment I walk down the aisle.

  “You ready to head down to the beach?” Kayden asks snaking his arms around my waist and hugging me tightly against his back.

  Spinning around, I lace my fingers together behind his neck and lean up on my tippy-toes giving him a short sweet kiss. “Yup, I just gotta get my flip-flops and I’m all set.”

  His cologne instantly consumes my senses. It’s the most intoxicating aroma, with a mixture of zesty lemon, cedar, sandalwood, and amber. Every night I sleep in one of his t-shirts and fall asleep with his scent blanketing me.

  Walking out onto the deck, I notice it’s packed with our friends and family. We have the newest country hits thumping out of the sound system while everyone’s been spending the afternoon snacking on chips, wings, an assortment of salads, and of course quenching their thirst with a variety of alcoholic drinks. “Y’all ready to head down?” Kayden asks tilting his head down towards the beach.