Luke Montgomery said he was my father's best friend. He said he was not just my father's friend, but I could see it clearly in his eyes when he laughed with my father and rubbed his eyes as if he was daydreaming.
"Time flies so fast," Luke informed my father who was busy staring at a photo of me when I was young.
"Yes!" My father, Matthew Carlisle responded. "Look at how my daughter, Bella has slowly grown into a beautiful woman."
I tried not to laugh as I sat close to them listening to their conversation and thinking about the kiss that Luke had given to me the previous day.
I sat there, my heart racing as I listened to my father and Luke talk. It felt so strange to hear them discuss me, especially after what had happened with Luke yesterday. The memory of his kiss lingered in my mind
