Last Chance - L. P. Dover Page 0,43

sleep with those women you tried to make me jealous with?”

“No,” I answered in all honesty. “I didn’t have the desire to be with anyone but you. Even when I knew you and Grayson were intimate, I still couldn’t bring myself to be with another woman. I spent every waking moment thinking about you.”

Her eyes never left mine and I hoped to hell she could see I was telling the truth. She had no reason to believe me, but there was nothing else I could do. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t trying to play games; and it felt good, no matter the outcome.

Rolling up on her elbow, she leaned over me, her warm body pressing into mine. “That’s all I wanted to know.” She brought her face close to mine and looked at my lips.

My heart pounded so hard, I was sure she could feel it. She inched forward, until her lips connected to mine. I froze, thinking at any moment she’d pull away and say it was a mistake. When she didn’t, I gently pushed her onto her back, deepening the kiss as I covered her with my body. As far as I knew, this meant she’d chosen me . . . and I wasn’t about to let go.

My lips were still swollen from Luke’s kisses, but that was as far as it had went. A few kisses, some over the shirt fooling around, and then he took me home. My body wanted more, but my heart knew I couldn’t do that to Grayson, not until I figured out what to do. I’d only spent a few minutes with him at the restaurant; that wasn’t going to be enough, especially if Summer had anything to do about it. Maybe Grayson would be the one to help get my memories back. So far, no one else had succeeded with it.

It was Monday morning and I was at the tavern. Summer had introduced me to the chefs and none of them looked familiar. I was beginning to wonder if I’d ever get my memories back. It felt like I was living someone else’s life.

Summer gave me the diagrams of the restaurant, so I could learn the table numbers. It did little to hold my attention, but then the only thing that did was Luke. I hadn’t told her yet that he’d hired me to be his PR manager. It excited me to know I was going to branch out and do what I’d set out to do five years ago.

“You okay, sis?” she asked, sitting down beside me. “You don’t have to learn all the table numbers today. We have plenty of people on staff who can handle it. I just thought you’d want to get back in the swing of things.”

Gathering up the diagrams, I handed them back to her. “Actually, there’s something I wanted to talk to you about.” Taking a deep breath, I was about to explain, but then Grayson walked in.

“Hey,” he called out, smiling devilishly.

I smiled back and waved. “Good morning.”

He walked passed the bar and hurried off to the back. Summer moved closer, nudging me with her elbow. “So . . . how did it go the other night with Grayson?”

I shrugged and lowered my voice so he couldn’t hear. “It was okay, I guess. All he talked about was how horrible Luke was to me.”

Her brows furrowed. “Really? He didn’t talk about old memories of you and him together?”

I shook my head. “Nope. All I know is, we were engaged and worked together here. I have no clue what our relationship was like. If he’s trying to get me back, he’s not doing a good job.”

Summer sighed and shook her head. “I don’t know what to say. I didn’t think he’d be like that.”

Grayson emerged from the back and joined us, but his focus was on me. “I’m sorry about the other night. It wasn’t exactly how I wanted our first encounter to be, so I want to make it up to you. Want to go out tonight? We can do something fun.” I glanced over at Summer, who nodded excitedly.

“Okay,” I agreed, turning my attention back to Grayson. “What do you have in mind?”

He winked. “Don’t worry about that. Just be ready to go around six.”

The front door opened and I jumped when a grizzly sounding voice hollered my name. I jerked around to see Evan strolling in the door with a line of giants behind him. Summer burst