The Violet Hour (The Violet Hour Series)

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spoke.
    “I’m sorry I ruined our little outing today,” I offered.  The phone started ringing again.  Luke picked it up and looked at the screen.
    “Lindsey?” he questioned as he turned the screen to show me.  I didn’t say a word, just took the phone and shut the thing off mid-ring.
    Luke sympathetically smiled down at me and moved a piece of wet hair off my face.  I half-smiled at him to let him know I appreciated the gesture before I squirmed to hide my face in his chest again.  The car was off, but the radio was still on, competing with the sound of the downpour hitting the roof.
    “Do you want to talk about it?” he asked.  I didn’t, but I knew I had some explaining to do.
    “I called my best friend, Lindsey, this morning and my boyfriend, Brody, answered her phone while she was taking a shower.  Certainly an accident on his part because they both have the exact same cell phones.  I knew something was wrong, and it all came together just now when Lindsey called.” 
    Luke pondered for a moment.  I finally shrugged as if to give up on the whole mess.
    “Boyfriend?” he questioned.
    “Correction,” I couldn’t help but to laugh a little, “EX-boyfriend!”
    “Does he know he’s your ex yet?”
    “He will soon enough, I’m sure,” I affirmed.
    “Ouch!”
    I gave him the most discerning look I could muster and he started to laugh too.
    “I mean poor guy… his loss.  Seems like he’s going to lose a good one,” he said growing serious with his tone.
    “Thanks, Luke.”
    “Although…” he paused, “I might need to see a picture of Lindsey to be sure!” he joked.
    “What!” I screeched in disbelief and tried to wrestle free from his embrace.
    “Okay, okay.  I give up.  He can have Lindsey, I’ll keep you.”
    Blood pulsed through my veins.  I cocked my head to the side and grinned beneath my messy hair.  He reached out and brushed it out of the way and effortlessly pulled me over toward him again. 
    As he pulled me in, he whispered, “I’m sorry they did that to you.”
    I leaned my head against his shoulder and snuggled into his side.  I felt the flutter of an attraction I had never felt before toward someone I just met.  It was like magic.  I was comfortable around this complete stranger who the day before, I thought was my step-brother and the day before that, I didn’t even know existed.  I wasn’t really sure what to make of it or where this was going, but I decided I was going to let it happen.
    “Our relationship has been on a downward slide since Brody graduated high school in June and moved to L.A.  A matter of time before it ended, I suppose.  Although, I was hoping that it would’ve ended on better terms.  And, I wish he hadn’t taken my EX-best friend down with him.”
    “So, can I ask you a question?”
    “Sure,” I nodded.
    “Why would your boyfriend, who you’d been in love with, have any reason to do that?”
    “What do you mean?” I asked.
    “I mean…” he hesitated looking away.  “I mean, look at you.  Why would he ever want anyone else?”
    “I guess because I wouldn’t give Brody the one thing he wanted,” I answered suggestively.
    I watched as Luke’s eyes went from confused to certain.  “Oh,” he said.
    He leaned carefully over me to turn up the radio.  I focused on his movements and let the music to take my mind off the conversation.  As if on cue, the next song on his playlist started after a short pause.  I immediately recognized the piano notes.
    “I love this song.  It’s one of my favorite songs of all time.  The lyrics are amazing, though I haven’t heard them in years,” I said, excitedly.
    “Ha!” Luke laughed.  “That’s good.  As soon as I felt you take a breath to say something, I thought for sure you were going to hassle me for listening to a boy band,” he chuckled.
    “Well don’t worry – it was dually noted,” I laughed.
    I sat up and pulled my knees in close to my chest. 

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