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A sliver of hope bloomed in Abbey’s heart. If what Luke was saying were true, how the hell did the groupie get in his room to begin with? Something didn’t add up.
“How did she get in your room then?” Abbey wasn’t sure she wanted to know.
Luke sighed and shook his head. “How do you think? My scummy ex-agent Earl Jepson.”
Abbey stomach clenched again. She’d hated Earl Jepson. He’d been a slimy sleazeball as far as she was concerned. He hadn’t been shy about letting her know he didn’t like her. He thought she was holding Luke back and was in the way.
“Asshole,” she whispered.
“Fucking right, he was. I’ve never seen Darren so mad when he found out what happened. Fired his ass right away and we’ve been happy with Glenn Milner’s representation ever since. I wish you had let me explain this to you a long time ago.” Luke kissed her knuckles softly. “I loved so you much, Abbey, still do. The way you shut me out all these years broke my heart.”
She began crying again. Mourning all the years she and Luke had lost because she’d been too hurt and stubborn to let him explain what happened. But what about Brenna? She needed to know the truth about their relationship.
“I’m so sorry, Luke. I still love you too, I never stopped. But what about Brenna? Cassie suggested you two weren’t really together, whatever that means. What’s going on with her?” Abbey held her breath, waiting for his answer.
Luke sat back down in his chair. He ran a hand through his hair and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Cassie’s right. Brenna and I weren’t really together. I’ve been doing her a favor, a hugefavor by pretending to be her boyfriend for the last three years.”
She didn’t understand. That made no sense. Why would Brenna Sinclair, international film star need a fake boyfriend? Luke must have sensed her confusion and continued.
“It’s no secret her conservative Baptist minister father doesn’t think much of Hollywood, or her acting career. He’d think even less of Brenna if he knew she preferred women to men. Using me as cover wasn’t so bad. We’d meet up every few months and get some shots taken of us in public, being all PDA and shit until we met up again. I was able to accompany her to a couple of movie premieres. Fans ate it up. She even got me those two small parts in her movies. It was fun, not that different from doing commercials, and I’ve done a ton of those over the years. Bottom line is I consider her a friend. I think you’d like her.”
That wasn’t what Abbey had expected at all. Luke was right, though. Brenna’s father would have a field day if he found out she was a lesbian. He’d been public about his disappointment in his oldest daughter’s chosen profession. Abbey didn’t even understand his issue with her. Brenna Sinclair was an amazing actress, well-respected, and professional, and she had remained above the fray of drama and scandal typical of Hollywood.
“Three years is a long time to pretend though,” Abbey heard herself say. She hadn’t meant to say it out loud.
Luke nodded. “I know. We never meant for it to go on that long. But with both of our schedules being so crazy, before we knew it, three years had passed. But our relationship is over. I’m leaving it up to her as to how she wants to make it public.”
Abbey felt a renewed sense of hope where she and Luke were concerned. Could they forge a future together after all this time? She looked at him, longing, love, and lust in his sparkling blue eyes. Her heart swelled with the love she’d always felt for him and her body flooded with desire as her core slickened. Her heart and body were on board with the possibility of reuniting. Game on!
Needing to get close to him, she bolted out of her chair and kneeled between his legs. She put her arms around his neck and crushed her lips against his. She felt him smile against her lips as he pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her tightly.
Luke ran his tongue along the seam of Abbey’s lips and she joyfully opened for him. Their tongues hungrily explored and tangled with each other, both of them ravenous for the other. Abbey deepened the kiss and tugged on Luke’s thick hair. She felt satisfaction as he moaned into her mouth. Abbey put all the emotions she was feeling into their kiss—love, hope, joy, and desire until they pulled apart, both panting.
“Christ, I love you, princess,” Luke gasped.
Abbey smiled up at him, a sea of emotions overflowing inside her. “I love you too, so much, Luke. I always have.” She needed him so badly. Her long dress, lingerie, and hose would make getting undressed quickly impossible. She smiled when she looked at Luke’s lap and saw his big dick straining against his tuxedo pants zipper. Is he bigger than I remember? That thought made her even wetter, soaking her panties even more.
She looked over at the door. “Do you know if there will be an event in this room tonight?”
He shook his head. “No, there isn’t. As a precaution, I paid the Antonetti’s to keep the other banquet rooms free tonight.”
Abbey couldn’t believe the lengths Luke had gone through to keep the press away for Jake and Cassie. It made her love him even more. She would show him just how much.
She unbuttoned his pants and he put his hands on hers to stop her from going any further. “What are you doing?”
Abbey looked up at him, smiling slyly. “What do you think? I’m going to suck that big dick of yours, just the way you like it.” She started to unzip his pants but he held her hands still.
“But I want to fuck you. So bad. Let’s just go back to my hotel room.” Luke started zipping up his pants but Abbey stopped him this time.
She chuckled. She would have loved to leave and go back to his room. But they couldn’t, not yet. “We can’t leave right now. There’s still the cutting of the cake and bouquet and garter toss to get through, at least. We’re the maid of honor and best man. We should stick around until the end of the night, don’t you think?”
He leaned back in his chair and sighed. “I guess so. But I think Jake would understand if we bailed out now.” Luke stuck out his lower lip, pouting like cute a little boy. Cute for a thirty-year-old, six-foot-four professional baseball player.
She laughed at his logic. “Maybe, but I doubt my family would. Let me take care of you now and then later you can fuck me real good.” Abbey had never been much for dirty talk, unless it was with Luke. She found that with Luke, she felt free enough to be something other than the computer nerd she normally was. She could be fun, flirty, or filthy and he never judged her. Never made her feel self-conscious or ashamed. In fact, the dirtier the better as far as he was concerned.
With an exaggerated sigh and nod of his head, he acquiesced. “Fine, but after the reception your tight little pussy is mine and maybe we skip brunch tomorrow so I can fuck you all day. How about that?”
Abbey unzipped his pants, pulling his boxer briefs, t-shirt, and shirt out of the way. “How about we worry about brunch tomorrow?”
