C28 Twenty Eight

SCARLET

Luke pulled away from one of our longest kisses and whispered, “I hate it to break it to you, but I kinda have someone to talk to. This won’t take long, I promise.”

I frowned. “Do you often have a meeting at this hour? It’s seven-thirty.”

“Kinda.” He pressed a quick kiss on my lips. “Will you wait for me here?”

“Where would I go?”

“Don’t walk out on me again, please.”

I chuckled