Buddy is doing good.
Work is going well.
But not having Luther sneak into my bed every night has been… lonely.
We text all day.
And I know he’d be with me if he could get away with it.
But I still miss him.
I might be healthy now. I’ll hopefully be healthy for the rest of my days. But life is short.
And I’m sick of spending time apart from the man I love.
My eyes trail over the man himself.
His back is to us. His shoulder muscles flex under the fabric of his shirt as he takes a deep breath.
I watch him nod. Then he lowers the phone and slides it back into his pocket.
“Everything good?” I ask when he steps back up to the bar.
“It’s fine. I just agreed to dinner with Ashley tonight.” Luther puffs out his cheeks. “And her boyfriend.”
My brows jump.
I wonder if he knows that her boyfriend is… older.
Luther tilts his head, watching me. “What do you know that I don’t?”
I hold my hands up. “Nothing.”
He narrows his eyes. “Why don’t I believe you?”
I laugh. “I’m sure I have no idea.”
Luther crosses his arms, and I can’t stop myself from watching the way his biceps bulge.
“My angel would never lie.” Dad defends me. And I somehow manage not to make a face.
Luther turns his attention to my dad. “Don’t you have a couch to go sleep on?”
Chapter 151
Luther
Sitting at the table,waiting for Ashley and herboyfriendto show up, I wish for the hundredth time that Kendra was with me.
Ashley had it right the first time she mentioned her boyfriend—a double date would be nice.
Not that I need a buffer between me and my daughter. It would just be nice to not feel like a third wheel.
Purple hair catches my attention, and I stand as Ashley approaches the table.
“Hey, Dad.” She beams at me.
The luckiness hits me all over again.