LUKE: Complete Series by Cassia Leo Page B

against mine. “See what you do to me.”
    I kissed the tip of his nose and looked him in the eye. “I don’t want you to leave.”
    “What are you talking about? I’m still inside you.”
    “I want to spend the day with you.”
    Today was the day. I would accompany Luke to his party, as I had promised, and after the party I would come clean. I couldn’t live like this anymore. If tonight was our last night together, I wanted to at least spend the entire day with him in blissful ignorance.
    He smiled. “How about we spend the whole day right here?”
    “Inside me?”
    “Inside, outside, on top, below… all over you.”
    “Ooh, sounds like it’s going to be a very long day.”
    He finally pulled out of me and laid a soft smack on my hip. “Then we’d better eat a big breakfast. Come on. Let’s go to IHOP.”
    I ogled his perfect ass as he climbed out of bed and pulled on his underwear. “You’re going to blow your billions on IHOP?”
    “You’d better get dressed or there’ll be no Rooty Tooty Fresh and Fruity for you today.”
    I threw the sheet off and poked the back of his leg with my toe.
    He turned around, took one look at my naked body, and shook his head as he climbed on top of me. “All right. Maybe a just a little rooty tooty.”

    After a hearty breakfast, and a very hearty afternoon of sex so amazing it should be illegal, Luke left my apartment to get ready for the party. As soon as he left, I began rehearsing my confession in the shower and continued as I blow-dried my hair and applied my makeup.
    “Luke, I have something I need to tell you,” I said to my reflection for the thousandth time. “No, don’t use the word need . It makes you sound needy. Okay, let’s try this again. Luke, I have to tell you something. No, that doesn’t sound right either.”
    Just spit it out, Brina.
    I shook my head then pulled my mascara out of my makeup bag. I didn’t need to rehearse my lines. I needed to tell him the truth and I needed it to sound real. Besides, he was going to dump me no matter how I said it.
    Luke’s car pulled in front of the curb of my apartment building at 7:50 sharp. I slid into the passenger seat and his eyes slid over me from head to toe.
    “You look amazing.”
    I smoothed down the red dress I had bought earlier this week specifically for tonight and crossed my ankles. “Thanks. You don’t look so bad either in that tux.” I growled at him and he leaned over to kiss me, but I turned my cheek. “Not on the lips. You’ll ruin my lipstick.”
    He shook his head as he pulled out onto the street. “You won’t get away with that much longer looking like that. Don’t forget whose birthday we’re celebrating tonight.”
    Not a chance I could forget, though I wish I could. It would make what I was planning to do tonight just the slightest bit easier.
    The party took place at the Four Seasons in Seattle and was given by Jerry Wilshire, a sixty-something tech tycoon, and his wife. I didn’t know what I expected, but I didn’t expect four local indie bands performing while people two and three times my age danced along to the music and feasted on canapés and shrimp. Though I didn’t feel it was necessary, Luke stayed by my side the entire evening, making sure to introduce me as his girlfriend to everyone who wished him a happy birthday.
    As the night wore on, the ropes in my stomach coiled tighter and tighter. When Luke was certain he had greeted everyone, we finally took a seat at a table to enjoy some birthday cake in peace.
    “Did you choose the entertainment?” I asked, as I fed him a bite of chocolate cake.
    He swallowed his cake before he answered. “I did, actually. It’s the only part of this whole charade that I had any say in.”
    “Charade?” I asked, as I wiped a bit of frosting from his lip and licked it off my finger.
    “Hey, I was saving that for later.” I gave him my best “look of disappointment” and he sighed. “There are fewer than a handful of