CHAPTER TWOTHIRD PERSON'S POV "He had a work trip, but I'll text him that you're here." As he brushed past earlier, his arm had grazed hers, sending an unwelcome shiver down her spine. She had to get it together. He's family— well, sort of...Not by blood, but close enough.Luke dropped his bag by the stairs and turned, his gaze sweeping over her appreciatively but not leering. "You look beat. Rough night?""Just the usual." She led him to the kitchen, flipping on the light. "Beer? Water?""Beer, if you don't mind keeping me company." He leaned against the counter, arms crossed, making his biceps flex. "Chris talks about you all the time. Says you're the rock holding everything together."Lisa popped the caps on two bottles, handing him one. Their fingers touched, lingering a second too long. She pulled back, sipping to hide her flush."He says that? Funny, he forgets to show it half the time." The words escaped before she could stop them, bitter on her tongue.Luke's brow furr
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