“Well, first I better consult a lawyer and find out if the book can get me sued. It’s not like I told any lies, but it’s best to cover my bases.”
I wrinkled my brow. “Admittedly, I’d never considered that. What if he advises you not to publish it?”
Lukas went quiet for a moment as he considered my question. “I think that it doesn’t matter if I ever publish it or not. I think that the book, even if I never get it out there, has served a purpose.”
He captured my hand with his and tugged it closer. Brushing a kiss across the back of it, he looked at me and said, “It brought me you.”
“Smooth.”
“I thought so.” Lukas leaned in and kissed me. It was soft and sweet.
And perfect.
EPILOGUE
One Year Later
As I enteredthe room looking for Sawyer, who had disappeared a few minutes ago, I heard Asher’s voice.
“Come on, Sawyer, you have to mingle more. It’s more your book than his anyway.”
Asher tried to get Sawyer to move, but he stood firm, shaking his head. Asher had made it his mission to get Sawyer away from the wall he was intent on holding up. The book launch party wasn’t Sawyer’s idea, or mine, but it seemed to be Asher’s way of mending fences between the three of us.
His relationship with Sawyer had slowly built over the course of several months, and now it was safe to say that they were probably friends. Asher had even appointed himself the social media manager for my book. Our book, as I often thought of it.
The story might have been mine, but I’d never have been able to get it written without Sawyer’s help. Even if I hadn’t been dyslexic, my writing talents began and ended with cheesy dialogue that was only fit for porn.
Sawyer met my eyes from across the room. He looked at me like I was a hero who’d come to rescue him. I almost felt bad for what I was about to do.
“Hey.” Sawyer sighed when I reached him and immediately slipped an arm around his waist.
“Your book is a hit. I’m trying to get Sawyer to go outside so he can greet all his loyal fans, but he won’t budge,” Asher complained.
“I’m a structural support. You can’t move me. The house will collapse.” Sawyer leaned against me, and I turned my head, burying my nose in his hair. Though he still had his townhouse, he was almost never there now, preferring to be here instead. Sometimes I joked that he only loved me for my dog because Lara rarely left his side. Right now, however, she was outside, mingling with all her favorite people.
Asher had decided to throw a party to celebrate the release of the book. Most of the guys had read it already or had gotten the CliffsNotes version from the ones who had read it.
Things between Asher and me had gotten better. He’d confessed months and months ago that he was no longer infatuated with me. I’d pretended to be wounded, and he’d pretended to let me down easy. With that bit of uncomfortable history behind us, he’d slotted even deeper into the role of little brother.
“Come outside with me,” I told Sawyer. I knew he wasn’t a fan of crowds, and I’d promised him that he could make his excuses to go hide after my big speech. “You only have to endure another few minutes and then you can run and hide, okay?”
He let out a miserable groan. “Do I have to?”
“Yes, you do. I’m afraid it’s mandatory.” I tugged Sawyer closer and steered us in the direction of the back door. Summer was in full swing and almost everyone was outside enjoying thesun and the steady stream of barbeque grilled by Jax himself. Asher had tried to argue with him about it, but Jax had insisted.
Sawyer finished his drink and pouted. “I’m going to need something stronger.”
“You’ll be fine. You know everyone who’s here.”
“I’m just not used to seeing them all in one place at one time.”
“Oooh, while we have everyone here, we could film a great big orgy,” Asher suggested, his eyes glimmering with hope.
“Sorry, kid. There’s no contracts filled out for that kind of thing.”
“It would take me ten minutes to pass the iPad around and get everyone to sign off,” Asher said, not willing to let the orgy idea go without a fight.
“Asher, they just spent half the day drinking and gorging themselves on barbeque and potato salad. I don’t think they’re really up for an orgy,” Sawyer pointed out, taking my side, which he didn’t always do. Sometimes he and Asher teamed up on me. But I was grateful for his support today.
