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Chapter Twenty-Two
Luke
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On Sunday, two weekslater, we headed to Travis’s party in the afternoon. Megan and I were spending every night together, sometimes at her place, mostly at mine. I didn’t want her out of my sight.
"So, wait, your brother Sam is also coming especially for this? And Kimberly from Paris?"
I nodded as we got out of the car in front of his building.
"That's so cute that they're coming here for him."
"My brother might also be coming because he's dating someone here."
She whistled. “So, he's doing long-distance? That must be hard."
"I'm sure it is. By the way, it's not common knowledge in the family."
"You don't have to tell me that. I'm discreet anyway. I wouldn't go around and just blab about people's personal lives."
I winked at her. "Everyone in my family would." Travis lived in a penthouse on the other side of the city from me, but not in a high-rise. His building only had five levels, and it overlooked a park.
We went up the stairs because the elevator was occupied by the catering company.
"Holy crap," Megan exclaimed. "That's quite a lot of food.”
“And I think that's just one elevator ride, judging by how Travis usually does things. There's going to be plenty of food."
"He’s having a celebration, so why not?"
My phone vibrated in my pocket. Taking it out, I saw it was a message from the real estate agent I’d asked to handle the contract for the couple living in the house I’d rented out to them a while ago.
Joseph: They’re bugging me again about buying it. Thought I’d check if you want to.
I wrote back simply,Yes. Tell them I’ll sell.
I smiled, happy about my decision. They liked the house, and I had no use for it. It was time to sell it.
“What’s with that smile?” Megan asked.
“Remember that house I told you about?”
“The one you planned to move into?”
“Yeah. The couple renting it now wants to buy it. And I told my agent I’ll sell.”
She smiled from ear to ear. “Good for you.”
It was. Unloading the place was like the final closure on the Cammy chapter.
When we entered the penthouse, it was clear that everyone was already out on the terrace, because the place was empty. His apartment looked entirely different from mine, was all straight angles and lines. It had a huge terrace, and we went straight outside to join everyone else. My brother had set up multiple umbrellas between the rattan couches and chairs.
On one end of the terrace was a pop-up kitchen. I grinned. Travis didn’t bring a catering company—he broughtchefs. There was even a grill station.
At first, I didn’t understand why he didn’t want a penthouse overlooking the city skyline, but I had to admit, the view of treetops was great.
"Everyone else is already here?" Megan asked, looking around.
