Chapter 11

Luke was waiting in the hotel lobby at five. Mark was sitting beside him. I’d spent the drive over thinking about what I’d say if Luke apologized for the dinner. I’d settled on something simple. It hurt, but I’m glad you called. I took the chair across from them and kept my coat on. "Of course you can come to the ceremony," Luke said. My grip loosened on my purse. For a second I was so relieved I almost asked how early I should get there. Then I heard the word he’d chosen. "And...