It’s really important so I need you to hear me.” As I look down and to the side I see Savannah’s head tilt up towards me from where she is lying in the crook of my shoulder. Her soft hands glide against my chest. Her expression is one of comfortable satisfaction and that makes me a very happy man; nevertheless, what I’m about to say scares the shit out of me. My pulse quickens and my anxiety is growing with every passing second. “I’m right here, Bryant. What do you need to tell me that’s so important?” She kisses my chest and my shoulder before rolling up towards me and softly kissing my lips. She leans back and watches me in anticipation. “It’s about Ivy.” “Okay.” I swallow slowly, “And Peyton.” She smiles endearingly like I’m about to tell her a story of what great friends they are. “Okay. What is it? Tell me.” “Well, umm, you know how I told you that I hadn’t been in contact with Ivy’s liver donor?
