EPILOGUE
LARA
The October weather in San Francisco was all cool and breezy. It was nice to get away from the heat and humidity of North Carolina. The house Shelby Reynolds put us in was a beautiful Victorian, with a great view of the bay. I could almost consider moving to California, if it wasn’t for my family being on the east coast. Summer would kill me if I left her alone with the restaurant, which was busier than ever. I’d found a balance between my duties as restaurant owner and Luke’s PR manager. I’d never been so happy in my life.
“Do you want any more pancakes?” Luke asked, joining me outside on the deck.
Every morning, I’d gotten up early to do a little bit of reading and eat breakfast on the deck. Now that Luke’s interview for Physique magazine was done, we got to spend the r
