Chapter 3

So, at first he’d been glad Luke had found someone local, but then things had gotten weird. He rubbed his chest as an ache spread. He missed having him in his life.

“Are they breaking up?” Caleb brought the glass to his lips and met Kace’s gaze over the rim of the glass.

“He wasn’t very talkative. Was swaying on the spot.” Kace gave a wry smile and shook his head. “I poured him a cup of coffee, and a glass of water, and gave him a bucket if he was going to be sick. Then I left.”

Caleb chuckled. “Personally, I hope he’ll come back. It was always entertaining to watch him.”

Kace frowned. “How do you mean?” It was what Angel had said.

This time Caleb laughed for real. “Those nights Luke came to see you here, how were your tips?”

Kace stroked his beard. “I don’t know.” He’d noticed nothing special when Luke had been here, but then his focus most often was on Luke and not the others.