11 - Isn't She Lovely

~Lukas’ Point of View~

I fell on my couch and blew out a hard breath. What the hell just happened? Was she … ashamed of me? A good looking wealthy guy who can’t stop thinking about her? I had just spilled my guts to her about Slade and Holly and even though it was mostly his story a lot of it was mine too.

Really, telling her had been like free therapy, I didn’t realize how much I’d needed it. I’d spoken to my sisters about it all a bit over the years but this was different. It was like I saw it all through new eyes. Older and wiser maybe. As I told the story I’d put myself in Holly’s shoes and so had Natasha.

I had trusted her, confided in her about something deeply personal. Maybe I shouldn’t have kissed her but it was obvious she wanted it, she liked it.

Fuck. Is it about whoever Louie’s father is? Surely her sister knows. That’s gotta be it.

Staring blankly at the wall for a while, I finally got my shit together and dialed Slade. I told him everything, and he listened intent