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though goose bumps are forming on
my arms.
    I make it back to my room with no one the
wiser, just as easily as I had made it out. I notice the clock says
two thirty. What seemed like a matter of minutes with Luke was
really two hours. I crawl into bed and lay there wide awake. All I
can think about is him. For the first time in two years I am
actually looking forward to waking up tomorrow, because I will get
to see Luke again.
     
     
     

Chapter 3
     
     
    I wake up the next morning around nine to a
knock on my door. When I roll over I see Miss Finnegan standing
over my bed. “Wake up sleepy head, she’s gone,” she says smiling
from ear to ear as I stretch.
    Last night’s events suddenly come to me. For
a minute I think it had to be a dream, but it wasn’t. My insides
are still warm. I can’t help but grin from ear to ear feeling
great. Not only because Jane is gone, but because I can’t wait to
see Luke.
    “I’m going to take a shower,” I inform Miss
Finnegan as I disappear into the bathroom shutting the door. I feel
the urge to look really nice for Luke.
    “I’m going to run some errands dear, I’ll be
back later this afternoon,” Miss Finnegan yells through the door,
and I hear my bedroom door close as she leaves.
    After my shower I search my closet for
something to wear. Unfortunately I don’t have many nice things to
choose from, other than the few frilly southern belle dresses that
I have to wear when Jane is entertaining and I am expected to play
the dutiful daughter role. Hidden in the back of the closet I find
some white shorts and a nicer light blue short sleeved top. Emma
had bought it for my birthday and I have never worn it. I throw it
on and look in the mirror. The shorts are a lot shorter than I have
ever worn. I tug them down a little till they reach my upper
thighs, which leaves a little of my belly button showing since the
shirt is short also. The sleeves barely cover my bruises, but at
least they are covered. I fluff up my curly brown hair deciding
that down is best and leave it to drape over my shoulders. Emma had
left some light pink lip gloss for me and I brush some on my
lips.
    I walk into the kitchen and my heart starts
racing just thinking about him. Before I can change my mind, I slip
out the French door to go search for him. It doesn’t take long for
me to find him sitting in the shade of a cypress tree eating his
lunch. I stop in my tracks when I see him. My knees go weak and my
mouth instantly goes dry. His legs are bent and he has his toned
muscular arms resting on his knees. He sees me and waves me over. I
walk his way with my head down trying not to look too eager. When I
reach him, he pats the grass motioning for me to sit down. “Keep me
company,” he tells me giving me his gorgeous smile.
    “You hungry?” He asks offering me half of his
sandwich then looks into my eyes. I feel the heat between us as his
dark brown eyes look me up and down. I don’t know if I imagined it
or not, but there is a flicker in his eyes that makes me think he
does feel the same way I do.
    “No, thank you.” I feel like all my nerve
endings are on high alert as I sit cross-legged next to him and
smile.
    “You’ve got a gorgeous smile, you know,” he
says making me blush.
    “I hear Jane is gone for a few days. That’s
really good news.”
    “It’s the best news, because I can relax a
bit when she’s gone.” I wave my hands in the air in an I’m free
motion. My hair that was cascading over my arms brushes way and my
sleeves inch up.
    Instantly Luke is up on his knees and takes
my wrist. He pulls up the sleeve of my shirt. “When did she do
this?” Luke growls and does the same to my other arm revealing
another hand shaped bruise.
    I shouldn’t have worn this shirt knowing the
sleeves were too short. “Did your mother do that?” His concern
deepens as he takes a hold of my wrist and twists my arm to see the
entire bruise.
    “No, she’s not my mother! Jane did it and