Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty One

Neither of them said a word as Matt drove to her apartment. Which was fine with Savannah. The last thing she wanted was to have any kind of conversation with him. The earlier she got away from him the better.

She was glad she accepted the ride home though. She felt tired and emotionally drained, but she wasn't going to tell him that.

As soon as he parked the car in front of her apartment she got out and slammed the door shut. Then she proceeded to go into the apartment.

"You are welcome" Matt said sarcastically as he got out too. Wondering how her getting fired was his fault. He hadn't even seen her for two weeks. He couldn't bring himself to leave though, so he followed her into the apartment.

It annoyed him that her door wasn’t locked. Anyone could just walk in. He pushed it open to find her on her hands and knees, peering under the rickety recliner. She made a sound of frustration and then pushed herself upward.

“What the hell are you doing?” he asked.