He only spoke two words, yet they were so powerful.
"You really believe I didn't do it?" Her heart was pounding.
Dylan reached up and smoothed her hair, which had been ruined by the night wind, and then he placed her hand over his chest to let her feel his heartbeat.
She was his woman, and he must believe her.
It was a slap in the face if he doubted her.
This silent movement soothed Savannah.
"Stay here until I'm back. Don't go to the company these days, and don't take any modeling jobs," He whispered as he held her close, his fingers pushing some escaped tendrils of hair off her face.
He was afraid that Susan and Devin would seek her out if she left and cause trouble.
She'd better remain at home until he had solved the problem and proved her innocent.
"Hmm," Savannah nodded obediently.
Dylan turned to Judy, "Take care of Miss Shultz."
"Yes, sir," Judy replied as she took Savannah by her arm.
