Last Chance - L. P. Dover Page 0,76

house naked and give in to his every whim. Next time, I was going to make sure Emma-Grace threw her food on him.

Jason had come by the other day and we gave him a copy of the drug test results. He said it could take a couple of days to get everything rolling, so we expected to hear from him soon. Chance hadn’t heard anything yet from the people he questioned from the party. There were still plenty more for him to ask. It was a waiting game.

After Luke trained for the day, he decided to work on his bike, while I worked on his marketing; or at least, tried to work on it. It was nearly impossible to focus on work, when Luke’s whole body was marked up with grease and sweat. My afternoon consisted of making phone calls and watching him.

“Working hard?” he asked.

I held up my phone. “Yep. I have two other magazines interested in running stories on you. Shelby had given me their names.”

“Did you set up a time for us to fly out to San Francisco yet?”

Grinning from ear to ear, I scrolled through the calendar on my phone, until I found the marked off dates. “Yes, I did. The first weekend in October is what I have. She’s going to let us stay in one of the houses she rents out.”

“Sweet. I can’t wait. It’s going to be fucking epic to see my face on the cover of Physique.”

That it would, and I was happy I’d get to experience it with him.

A car door slammed out front and my phone beeped with an incoming text.

Summer: I’m here at Luke’s.

“It’s Summer,” I said, getting to my feet. “She’s here. I’ll get the door.”

Luke slid out from under his bike, as I rushed inside to answer the front door. I hadn’t spoken to her much in the last couple of days, but I knew Evan told her about the test results.

Summer waved when I opened the door. “Hey.”

“Hey, yourself. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine. I just wanted to stop by and see you.” Luke appeared at my side and Summer smiled at him. “To see both of you actually,” she added. “Evan and I want you to come over for dinner on Friday.”

Luke held a hand over his chest. “Me too?”

Summer rolled her eyes and laughed. “Yes, you too. I’m sorry for everything that’s happened. I know it’s been a rollercoaster ride from hell. I’m just glad you two found your way back to each other.”

Tears sprung to my eyes. “You mean that?”

She held out her arms and I rushed into them. It was nice having her support, and not constantly on Grayson’s side. “Of course I do. It’s not so easy to think of Luke as the bad guy.”

Luke laughed. “Thanks.”

Summer pulled back and winked at him. “You’re welcome. I know Evan’s looking forward to more time with you.”

“What about Grayson? Does he know Luke and I are back together?”

Her smile faded. “Yes. He wanted to see you, but with you being here, he knew it would be unwise. In time, he’ll get over it.”

“I doubt it,” Luke growled. “He tried to make me think he and Lara were fucking the other day, when I caught him in a towel at her house.”

Summer and I both gaped at him in shock. “What?” He’d never told me that.

Luke rubbed a hand down his face and sighed. “So much has happened since then, I didn’t want to say anything. But when he answered the door in that damn towel, he knew what was going through my mind. He played up on it, then I got pissed and hit him. That’s when I ran up to your bathroom.”

My chest ached, and it wasn’t because I was sad . . . I was furious. “I can’t believe he did that.”

Summer shook her head. “Me either. That’s messed up.”

Luke grabbed my shoulders and turned me to face him. My mind was in shock, but then again, desperate people could say and do almost anything. “I know he’s your friend, ex—whatever you want to call him—but you need to stay away from him. Because if he comes anywhere near me or you, I won’t be able to control myself.”

Summer placed a hand on my arm. “I hate to say this, but I think he’s right, sis. I don’t like the things I’m hearing. It’s best if you two stay apart.”

“What about Saturday? Will he be there when I’m working?” I asked.

“No,