“Hey.”His hand lands on the door frame above my head as he greets me.“You moved.”
“That’s right,” I recall from our conversation yesterday.“You came to my apartment.”I stand back from the open door and motion for him to come inside.“I needed more space.”
“This is nice.”He offers, as he steps inside and openly assesses my home.It’s really not anything special, but it is nicer than the apartment I had.
It’s a small house, with a couple bedrooms, a large open living space, and has a yard.And it’s in a gated community, which I love.It offers a little bit more security.
The settlement I got from the accident made it possible for me to buy the house almost outright, so the mortgage is actually less than my rent had been.And I still have my dad’s car, which meant no car payment.
I probably could afford to work a job less demanding than the one I have at Sapphire Resorts, but I really do love my job.And they were amazing to me when I was in the accident.I don’t think I cooked a meal for almost three months after I was home.
“Did you want to do something today?”He’s standing at the edge of my living room, one hand in his pocket as he asks the question.
“I actually have something else I want to talk to you about.”
“Oh, okay.”He nods, watching as I walk toward the kitchen, my bare feet pattering against the tile floor as I step into that space.
“Do you want something to drink?”I point to the counter.“I’ve got coffee, or water or juice?”
“Coffee actually sounds good.”He scrapes a hand over the brown beard lining his chin.“Only been up about an hour.Ended up being a later night than I expected.”
“Oh, how was the show?”I spit out, embarrassed I didn’t think to ask already.“Was playing at the Sphere cool?”
“So fucking cool.”A wide grin breaks across his face, pure joy shining from him.“We’ve played all sorts of venues, but that place is unreal.”He gives a small shake of his head.“In the best way.”
“You want cream or sugar?”I place a mug in the Keurig and press the button to start the brew, then switch gears back to his show.“I went to see the Eagles there back in March, and it was amazing.”
“The Eagles are amazing anywhere they play.”He concurs, glancing toward the mug of coffee.“Black is perfect.”
The coffee finishes and I carry the mug over to him.“You want to sit in the living room?”He nods as he takes it from me, his lips parting to blow a breath across the dark liquid before taking a sip as he follows me.
“Did you tell the guys in the band about me?”I’m curious what they must think.Especially after what he told me yesterday.I’m sure they’re worried what finding me might do to him.
We both sit on the couch, each choosing a corner.“I told them.”He’s quiet a moment, his gaze darting around the room before landing on me again.“It’s part of the reason I was up so late.Didn’t get a chance to break the news until after the show.”He shrugs.“They had questions.”He chuckles.“Lots of questions.”
“Hey!”He exclaims with a smile as Teddy appears out of nowhere, jumping up beside him on the couch.“I remember you.”
He scratches at the scruff under the cat’s neck, loud purrs beginning to rumble from Teddy.He only stays a second, departing as quickly as he came, tail wagging in the air as he does.
Luc takes another drink from the cup as he watches Teddy leave.“Dean wanted to come with me today.Make sure I would be okay.”One side of his mouth quirks up.“They have a right to be worried.I didn’t handle things well, when-” He clears his throat, “when I couldn’t find you.”
“I’m sorry if this is making things harder for you.”I shift on the couch so my body is facing him.“Harder with the band.”
“It’s not your fault, Lily.”He shakes his head.“For whatever reason, the universe had different plans for us two years ago, but it seems fate brought us back together anyway.”
His eyes narrow as he stares over at me.“I have to believe there’s a reason for that.”
Oh, there’s a reason alright, and I know I can’t put off telling him much longer.“So, you said we slept together a few times during the two nights we were together?”
“Yep.”The ‘p’ popping at his confirmation.
“Did we use protection?”I can feel my face heating and hate how my body always betrays me.It shouldn’t be a question that causes me to blush.
His brows draw together at my question, and I don’t think it’s in confusion, but rather maybe because he’s wondering why I would ask.“Actually, we didn’t.”
His eyes narrow as he analyzes me.“You were going to go and get the Plan B pill in the morning…” His frame tenses as he sits up straight.“Except you got hit by a car.”
“Yeah,” I repeat like a robot.“Except I got hit by a car.”
