Heart of Dixon(39)

“Amen sister! What are the odds Kayden and the guys are in Vegas?” Savannah rolls her eyes at my joke. Last night, Shayne, that dude she ran into, let her know he is UFC fighter who lives in Las Vegas but flies to Los Angeles all the time for promotional work. Apparently he is on his way to Vegas today too.

“Don’t even say it Brooklyn. I want a drama free life from now on. By the way, sorry you’re missing Xander’s concert tonight.”

Ain’t that the truth? We’ve had enough drama to last us a damn lifetime! I’m seriously bummed we’re missing Xander’s show but he’ll be back in Houston soon enough. He promised when he does, there will be tickets waiting for us.



"Vegas baby!" I scream from the sidewalk for the entire city to hear as Savannah, and I step out of our taxi at the entrance of Kayden's Hotel and Casino. Its right down the road from Paris. I freak out a little inside when I spot the Eiffel Tower!

I love Vegas!

Savannah claps her hands beside my head, yelling at me, "Brooklyn! Focus! We need to find Kayden."

Rolling my eyes, I sigh dramatically. We’re in Vegas. She needs to chill out! Everything is going to be freaking fabulous. We know the truth. Savannah and Kayden can make up, and all will be right in the world again.

I need to find Jax, but first I need a few shots to build up my courage.

Reaching for Savannah’s hand, I squeal with excitement as I pull her towards the entrance of Knox Hotel and Casino.

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

Walking into the lobby we look around and immediately spot the front desk and head straight towards it. The line isn’t too bad so within a few short minutes we’re being called to come up to the desk.

“Hi, welcome to The Knox Hotel and Casino.” The middle-aged woman says, greeting us with an overly enthusiastic smile. She has a raspy voice from what sounds like smoking a pack a day. By the look of things, I’ll be sounding the same by the time we leave. The one downfall of Vegas is that people can chain smoke their asses off inside the damn hotels.

I have to be on set in a few days. I can’t afford to get laryngitis!

“Hi, I’m Savannah Livingston. My fiancée is Kayden Knox. I just need a key card to his penthouse suite.”

Savannah is talking to her with a hushed tone trying to keep it on the down low who she is, but I have no idea why. Her face has been all over the magazines with him. People should know who she is.

I’m standing around popping my gum and chatting it up with the other people in line. They all are loving me. Laughing at everything I say. I love tourists!

The woman at the front desk looks from Savannah then over to me suspiciously.

“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.

Savannah, looking more frustrated by the minute digs into her purse pulling out her iPhone and scrolls through her photos pulling up a picture of Kayden and her together to show Vivian. “There, now can we please have our key cards,” She says before dropping her phone back into her purse and glancing back at me. The look of announce on her face is identical to mine. I’m about two seconds away from jumping over the counter and grabbing a damn key card myself.

Giving me a weary glance she finally tells us, “I’ll need to see your IDs and then you’re good to go. I’m sorry for the inconvenience and hope you understand that I’m just trying to do my job.”

Wasting no time, we quickly dig our IDs out of our wallets. Within seconds, Vivian is sliding our key cards and welcoming us to ‘Fabulous Las Vegas’.

Hooking my arm with Savannah’s, we make our way towards the wall of elevators. “Vegas isn’t going to know what hit it by the time we through with it!” I tell her with a wicked grin dancing across my lips.



THE END!