“I guess.” It’s not the right answer, but at the moment, the overwhelming attraction I feel toward Luke is matched with equal anger at him for putting me in that uncomfortable situation, and both are swamped in a sort of tingling numbness like my soul has fallen asleep. “Why did Ravi have to be involved? I can see he hates my mother.”
“So do you,” Luke points out. “She wasn’t exactly lovable, was she?”
I shake my head. “A histrionic b***h with a surprisingly violent streak. I don’t blame him for hating her, but that doesn’t mean he should blame me.”
“You’re right. He shouldn’t. As to why we came today, he asked to meet you. Thought I was letting my libido get in the way of my common sense and feared you might be a threat to the community.”
I snort. “Libido. You haven’t exactly pressed
