"Where has Dad gone?"
"He worked a little late, but he should be home soon."
"Good," I murmured, my voice trembling as I took off my coat and scarf and hung them on the coat rack behind the door. "How about Luke?" "Will he be gone for the night?"
I was optimistic. The last thing I wanted was for my brother to ridicule and mock me,especially considering the fact that the father of the child was his own best friend. Not that he'd know that, if James had kept our secret, anyway. I hadn't spoken to James since that night. He'd taken me back to my sorority house the next morning, dropped me off with a kiss and said he was leaving for LA so we probably wouldn't see each other again. I'd felt a twinge of sadness as I watched him drive off, but that was the deal. That's what we'd agreed to.
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